I can hear the footsteps walkin` by my bedside Lord she`s leavin`
I can smell her perfume driftin` through my room
If I try to make her stay I`d know she couldn`t even hear me
Might as well be on the darkside of the Moon
Cause it`s freezin` in El Paso in the summer
All the sweet things here are dyin` on the vine
Wish that woman could have took it when the hard times came around
Wish her winter hadn`t spoil my summertime
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So when her plane takes off for Memphis I`ll be sittin` in some tavern
I`ll be washin` out the corners of my mind
When she`s in the wild blue yonder I`ll be feedin` that old jukebox
Playin` every happy song that I can find
Cause it`s freezin` in El Paso...