By the Time I Get to Phoenix

He'll be rising He'll find the note I left a hanging on his door He laughs when he reads the part That says I'm leaving 'Cause I left, I left that man So many times before By the time I make Albuquerque He'll be working He'll probably stop at lunch Just to give me a call But he'll just hear that phone ringing Off that wall That's all By the time I make Oklahoma He'll be sleeping He'll turn softly And he'll call my name out low And he'll just cry to think That I would really leave him Though time and time and time again I'd try to tell him so He just didn't know, I would really go