I Came Here All The Way From Atlanta
With Nothin’ But Losin’ To My Name.
I Saw Shreveport Through A Window
Against A Curtain Made Of Pines.
I Was Cryin’ When I Made Dallas
So Much You’d Have Thought It Was Rain.
Break:
I Pulled Into The Town Of Amarillo
To Buy Myself A Little Bit Of Relief
I Thought I Saw Her As I Passed Dallas
Standin Outside The El Rancho
But I Was Mistaken My Imagination
Was Just Playin Tricks On Me
Break:
It Sure Is Awful Hot Here In Phoenix
The Land Of The Painted Desert Sky
Where They’re Yet To Discover Or Uncover The Dutchman’s Gold
I Hear Tell Of A Fountain In The Superstition Mountains
It’s A Story That Has Often Been Told
Break:
I Find Myself Crossin’ The Great Mojave
Steady Keepin The Red And White Lights Company
She Was Born In Houston Raised In Tennessee
But She Lived In Georgia With Me
So If You See Her Would You Please Tell Her
That I’m All The Way From Atlanta
And I Come All The Way From Atlanta
And I Cried All The Way From Atlanta