Rain dripping off the brim of my hat

Sure is cold today

Here I am walking down sixty-six

Wish she hadn't done me that way



Sleeping under a table at a road side park

A man could wake up dead

But it sure seems warmer than it did

Sleepin in our king size bed



Chorus

Is anybody goin to San Antone

Or Pheonix Arizona

Anyplace is alright as long as I

Can forget I've ever known her



Wind whipping down the neck of my shirt

Like I aint got nothing on

But I'd rather fight the wind and rain

than what I've been fighting at home



Yonder comes a truck with the US mail

People writing letters back home

Tomorrow she'll probably want me back

But I'll still be just as gone



Chorus

Is anybody goin to San Antone

Or Pheonix Arizona

Anyplace is alright as long as I

Can forget I've ever known her



whistle to fade