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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 From Letras Mania