Lyrics:

The rain's dripping off the brim of my hat
It sure seems cold today
Here I am a walking down sixty-six
Wish she hadn't done me that way

Sleeping under a table at a road side stop
Well, a man could wake up dead
Still, it seems warmer than it did
Sleeping in your king size bed

Is anybody going to San Antone
Or Phoenix, Arizona
Anyplace is all right
As long as I forget I ever known her

The wind's whipping down the neck of my shirt
Like I ain't got nothing on
Still, I'd rather fight the wind and rain
Than what I was fighting back home

Is anybody going to San Antone
Or Phoenix, Arizona
Anyplace is all right
As long as I forget I ever known her

Well, yonder goes a truck with the U.S. mail
For folks writing letters back home
Tommorrow, she'll probably want me back
But I'll be just as gone