(Jim Webb)

By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be risin'
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door
She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leavin'
Cause I've left that girl so many times before.

By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be workin'
She'll probably stop at lunch and give me a call
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringin'
Off the wall that's all.

By the time I make Oklahoma she'll be sleepin'
She'll softly turn and call my name out low
And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her
Though time and time I've tried to tell her so.

She just didn't know I would really go...