Is Anybody Going to San Antone?

Rain dripping off the brim of my hat Sure it's cold today Here I am walking down Sixty Six Wish she hadn't done me that way Sleeping under a table in a roadside park A man could wake up dead But it sure seems warmer than it did Sleeping in our king size bed Is anybody going to San Antone Or Phoenix, Arizona Any place is allright as long as I Can forget I've ever known her Wind whipping down the neck of my shirt Like I ain't got nothing on But I'd rather fight the wind and the rain Than what I've been fighting before Yonder comes a truck with the US Mail People writing letters back home Tomorrow she'll probably want me back But I'll be just as gone Is anybody going to San Antone Or Phoenix, Arizona Any place is allright as long as I Can forget I've ever known her Any place is allright as long as I Can forget I've ever known her