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.