(Jim Webb)
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By the time I get to Phoenix he'll be risin'
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He'll find the note I left hangin' on his door
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And he'll laugh when he reads the part that says I'm leavin'
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'Cause I've left that man so many times before
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By the time I make Albuquerque he'll be workin'
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He'll probably stop at lunch and give me a call
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But he'll just hear that phone keep on ringin'
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Off the wall, that's all
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By the time I make Oklahoma he'll be sleepin'
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He'll turn softly and call my name out low
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And he'll cry just to think I'd really leave him
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Though time and time I've tried to tell him so
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Oh, he just didn't know
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I would really go
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I would really go
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By The Time I Get To Phoenix
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| Reba McEntire |
