She left without leavin´ a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she´d gone back to Austin
´Cause she talked about it all the time
It was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If you´re callin´ ´bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night I´m bowling
If you´ve got somethin´ to sell, you´re wastin´ your time, I´m not buyin´
If it´s anybody else, wait for the tone,
You know what to do
And P.S. if this is Austin, I still love you

The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn´t believe
What kind of man would hang on that long
What kind of love that must be
She waited three days, and then she tried again
She didn´t know what she´d say,
But she heard three rings and then

If it´s Friday night I´m at the ballgame
And first thing Saturday, if it don´t rain
I´m headed out to the lake
And I´ll be gone, all weekend long
But I´ll call you back when I get home
On Sunday afternoon
And P.S. If this is Austin, I still love you

Well, this time she left her number
But not another word
Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evenin´
And this is what he heard

If you´re callin´ ´bout my heart
It´s still yours
I should´ve listened to it a little more
Then it wouldn´t have taken me so long to know where I belong
And by the way, boy, this is no machine you´re talkin´ to
Can´t you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you

I still love you