Rain drippin' off the brim of your hat sure is cold today   I bet he's walkin' down old 66 I wish I hadn't done me that way   Sleepin' under a table in a roadside park why a man could wake up dead   But it sure is warmer than it was sleepin' in a king size bed   Is anybody going to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona   He said anyplace is all right as long as he can forget he's ever known me   [ guitar + steel ]   Wind whippin' down the neck of your shirt like you ain't got nothing on   But he said he rather fight the wind and rain than what he's been fightin' at home   Yonder goes a truck with the US mail I wish you write letters back home   But I'm already wantin' him to come back but he's still just as gone   Is anybody going...   Is anybody going...   Is anybody going...