| By the time I get to phoenix heЂ™ll be risinЂ™
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| HeЂ™ll find the note I left hanginЂ™ on his door
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| And heЂ™ll laugh when he reads the part that says IЂ™m leavinЂ™
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| Ђ™cause IЂ™ve left that man so many times before
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| By the time I make albuquerque heЂ™ll be workinЂ™
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| HeЂ™ll probably stop at lunch and give me a call
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| But heЂ™ll just hear that phone keep on ringinЂ™
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| Off the wallthatЂ™s all
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| By the time I make oklahoma heЂ™ll be sleepinЂ™
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| HeЂ™ll turn softly and call my name out low
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| And heЂ™ll cry just to think IЂ™d really leave him
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| Though time and time IЂ™ve tried to tell him so
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| Ohhe just didnЂ™t know
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| I would really go
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| I would really go |