I'm sorry if I left you without sayin' goodbye.

Didn't think you'd understand the reasons why.

By the time you read my letter, I'll be crossing that line,

If you're thinkin: "I'll go get her" then you're wastin' your time.

You're gonna find out , baby,

I've been gone too long.



Don't cry for me, baby, after I've gone.

Save your dollars on the telephone.

You're gonna need that money to pay the rent.

'Cause I won't be comin' back with one red cent.

You're gonna find out , baby,

I've been gone too long.



Bye bye. baby.



Instrumental break.



I sold that beat up Chevy to your best friend, Phil.

Had every intention of payin' them credit card bills.

Now I don't know where I'm goin' but the signs say west.

Ask me or your mother: you can give her my regrets.

You're gonna find out , baby,

I've been gone too long.



Instrumental break.



Don't cry for me, baby, after I've gone.

Save your dollars on the telephone.

You're gonna need that money to pay the rent.

'Cause I won't be comin' back with one red cent.

You're gonna find out , baby,

I've been gone too long.



You're gonna find out , baby,

I've been gone too long.



Bye, bye, baby.



I 've got the check book with me.

Oh, an' if you're looking for them golf clubs: don't.



You see, I had this little yard sale,

Oh, an' darlin, don';t forget the beanie doll.



Go now.



Fade out.