I can hear the footsteps walking by my bedside
Lord, she's leaving
I can smell the perfume drifting
Through my room
If I try to make her stay
I'd know she couldn't leave and hurt me
Might as well be on the darkside of the moon
Cause it's freezing in El Paso in the summer
All the sweet things here
Are dying on the vine
Wish that woman could have took it
When the hard times came around
Wish her winter hadn't spoil my summertime
So when her plane takes off for Memphis
I'll be sitting in some tavern
I'll be washing out the corners of my mind
When she's in the wild blue yonder
I'll be feeding that old jukebox
Playing every happy song that I can find
Cause it's freezing in El Paso in the summer
All the sweet things here
Are dying on the vine
Wish that woman could have took it
When the hard times came around
Wish her winter hadn't spoil my summertime