When I was a younger   I used to dream a lot   Staring into my coffee   About how you'd love me   And write me poetry   And want to be with me, yeah   Well, momma done told me   You might wander far, yeah   But nobody warned me   The road would own your heart      And so I'm saying   If you have to go away   I will be waiting by the phone   And if you have to go away   I'll put your records on   Pretend you're still at home      Now that I'm older   I sit at home a lot   With the kid we've got, yeah   The radio's playing   He really loves his wife   I hear the D.J. saying   Well momma done told me   You might wander far, oh   As long as you hold me   More than you hold that guitar      I'll keep on saying   If you have to go away   I'll leave your shoes beside the bed   And if you have to go away   I'll want to be with you   I'll be with me instead   If you have to go away   I won't be sleeping very well   But if you have to go away   I'll be loving you   Till it's cold in hell      Maybe you'll write me this time   Maybe you'll call on a static line   Saying don't you ever worry your pretty mind   Cause you and me are gonna be fine      And so I'm saying   If you have to go away   I will be waiting by the phone   And if you have to go away   I'll put your records on   Pretend you're still at home      If you have to go away   I'll leave your shoes beside the bed   And if you have to go away   I'll want to be with you   I'll be with me instead   If you have to go away   I won't be sleeping very well   But if you have to go away   I'll be loving you   I'll be loving you   If you have to go away