By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising
He'll find the note I left hanging on his door
And he'll laugh when he reads the part that says, I'm leaving
'Cause I've left that man so many times before

By the time I make Albuquerque, he'll be working
He'll probably stop at lunch and give me a call
But he'll just hear that phone, keep on ringing
Off the wall, that's all

By the time I make Oklahoma, he'll be sleeping
He'll turn softly and call my name out loud
And he'll cry just to think I'd really leave him
Though time and time, I try to tell him so
Oh, he just didn't know I would really go
I would really go