Blue sky upon the horizon,
Private eye is on my trail,
And
if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have spent the night in
jail.
I've been running from Memphis to L. A.
Had an appointment set
sometime for today,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I
must have gone the other way.
Finding my way back to you girl,
Lonely and blue and
mistreated too.
Sometimes I think of you girl,
Is it true that you think
of me too?
I got a woman living in L. A.
I got a woman waiting for my
pay,
And if I don't be there by morning,
Pack my clothes, get down on your
knees and pray.
Chorus
I left my woman with a twenty dollar bill.
I left her waiting,
I hope she's waiting for me still.
If I don't be there by morning
You know
that I, I never will.
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