[] Rain dripping off the [] brim of my hat [] sure is cold to[]day 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 Ari[]zona Any placi is all right as [] long as I can for[]get 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