By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising. She'll find the note I left hanging on her door. She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leaving 'Cause I've left that girl, left that girl many times before.
By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be working. She'll probably stop for lunch, give me a call. But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringing, ringing off the wall, That's all, that's all, that's all.
By the time I reach Oklahoma she'll be sleeping. She'll turn softly and call my name out low. She'll cry just to think, to think I'd really leave her, Though time and time I tried to tell her so. She just didn't know I really would go.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
