Rain dripping off the brim of my hat
Is sure is cold today
An' here I am walking 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 sized bed

Is anybody going to San Antone
Or Phoenix, Arizona
Any place is all right as long as I
Can forget I've ever known here

Wind whipping down the neck of my shirt
Like I ain't 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 U.S. Mail
People writing letters back home
Tomorrow she'll probably want me back
But I'll be just as gone

Is anybody going to San Antone
Or Phoenix, Arizona
Any place is all right as long as I
Can forget I've ever known here
Any place is all right as long as I
Can forget I've ever known her