By The Time I Get To Phoenix
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising.
She'll find the note I left hanging on her door.
She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leaving
`Cause I've left that girl so many times before.
By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be working.
She'll probably stop for lunch and give me a call.
But she'll just hear the phone keep on ringing, on the wall, that's all.
By the time I reach Oklahoma she'll be sleeping.
She'll turn softly and call my name out low.
And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her,




Though time and time again I tried to tell her so.
She just didn't know I would really go.

Overall Meaning

The song “By the Time I Get to Phoenix” by Frank Sinatra tells the story of a man who is leaving his lover without letting her know in person. As the song progresses, it shows a sense of melancholy as he realizes that he may have caused his lover pain by leaving her multiple times before. The lyrics start with the man leaving a note on his lover’s door before he leaves Phoenix. The idea of her laugh when she reads the note displays a sense of humor that she will still hold despite the sadness which will come from his departure. The fact that he has left many times before suggests that this is a pattern in the relationship and that neither of them can break free from it.


As the man is driving towards the east coast, he realizes that his lover is probably still working in Albuquerque. He thinks she would stop to grab lunch and give him a call, but he knows that she will not answer the phone which will be ringing on the wall, suggesting perhaps that she knows he is leaving for good this time. As he reaches Oklahoma, he begins to feel regret and sadness as he can imagine his lover soundly sleeping in their bed. He knows that she will cry once she realizes that he has left and he feels guilty that he has left the relationship without properly communicating this time.


Overall, “By the Time I Get to Phoenix” is a melancholy song about a man who is leaving his lover and the emotions he feels as he drives away. The lyrics show both his guilt and sadness and the regret that he has not been better about breaking this pattern of leaving and returning in their relationship. The song leaves an emotional resonance where the listener is able to feel the pain and loss of the characters involved.


Line by Line Meaning

By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising.
As I depart from Phoenix, she'll awaken


She'll find the note I left hanging on her door.
She'll discover the letter I've left for her on her door


She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leaving
She'll find my intention to depart amusing


`Cause I've left that girl so many times before.
I've abandoned her multiple times already; leaving her again is of little importance to me


By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be working.
When I arrive at Albuquerque, she will be engaged in her profession


She'll probably stop for lunch and give me a call.
Perhaps she'll pause for a meal and attempt to contact me


But she'll just hear the phone keep on ringing, on the wall, that's all.
Regrettably, she'll only hear the phone ringing with no answer from me


By the time I reach Oklahoma she'll be sleeping.
As I arrive in Oklahoma, she'll be fast asleep


She'll turn softly and call my name out low.
She'll gently turn and whisper my name


And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her,
She'll shed tears at the thought of my actual departure


Though time and time again I tried to tell her so.
Despite multiple attempts to inform her of my plans


She just didn't know I would really go.
She never believed that I would actually leave her




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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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