Standard (EADGBE)
Rain dripping off the brim of my hat sure is cold today
Here I am walkin down Sixty Six wish she hadn't done me that way
Sleeping under a table in a roadside park a man could wake up dead
But it sure seems warmer than it did sleeping in our king size bed
(CHORUS)
Is anybody goin to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona
Any placi is all right as long as I can forget I've ever known her.
(Verse 2 same chords as 1)
Wind whippin down the neck of my shirt like I aint got nothin on
But I'd rather fight the wind and rain than what I've been fightin at home
Yonder comes a truck with the U.S. mail people writin letters back home
Tommorrow she'll probably want me back but I'll still be just as gone