Maureen McGovern Follow

By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be risin',
She'll find the note that 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, oh, too many times before.

By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be workin'.
She'll probably stop at lunch, she'll try to give me a call.
She'll just hear that empty phone keep on ringin',
Off the wall, that is all.

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

She just didn't know I would really go.
I tried to tell her so.