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[F] Rain dripping off the [F] brim of my hat [G7] sure is cold to[F]day Here I am walkin down [F] Sixty Six [G7] wish she hadn't done me that [F] way Sleeping under a table in a [F] roadside park a [G7] man could wake up [F] dead But it sure seems warmer [F] than it did [G7] sleeping in our king size [F] bed (CHORUS) [F] Is anybody goin to [F] San Antone or [G7] Phoenix Ari[F]zona Any placi is all right as [F] long as I can for[G7]get I've ever [F] 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 http://www.charleypride.com/