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Conway Twitty

By The Time I Get To Phoenix

 

By The Time I Get To Phoenix

(album: Here's Conway Twitty & His Lonely Blue Boys - 1968)


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 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 and 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 go...

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