Frank Sinatra — By The Time I Get To Phoenix

By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising 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 girl so many times before By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be working She'll probably stop for lunch and give me a call But she'll just hear the phone keep on ringing, on the wall, that's all By the time I reach Oklahoma she'll be sleeping She'll turn softly and call my name out low And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her Though time and time again I tried to tell her so She just didn't know I would really go