By The Time I Get To Phoenix 
  
  
By the time I get to Phoenix 
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 gal so many times before 
  
By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be working 
She'll probably stop at lunch and give me a call 
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringing 
Off the wall, that's all 
  
By the time I make Oklahoma she'll be sleeping 
She'll turn softly, 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