Rain drippin' off the brim of your hat sure is cold today
I bet she's walkin' down old 66 I wish I hadn't done me that way
Sleepin' under a table in a roadside park why a woman could wake up dead
But it sure is warmer than it was sleepin' in a king size bed
Is anybody going to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona
She said anyplace is all right as long as she can forget she's ever known me
Wind whippin' down the neck of your shirt like you ain't got nothing on
But she said she'd rather fight the wind and rain than what she's been fightin' at home
Yonder goes a truck with the US mail I wish you write letters back home
But I'm already wantin' her to come back but she's still just as gone
Is anybody going...
Is anybody going...
Is anybody going...