THE LAST THING ON MY MIND
Tom Paxton
IT’S A LESSON TOO LATE FOR THE LEARNIN’
MADE OF SAND, MADE OF SAND
IN THE WINK OF AN EYE MY SOUL IS TURNIN’
IN YOUR HAND, IN YOUR HAND
ARE YOU GOIN’ AWAY WITH NO WORD OF FAREWELL?
WILL THERE BE NOT A TRACE LEFT BEHIND?
WELL I COULD HAVE LOVED YOU BETTER,
DIDN’T MEAN TO BE UNKIND
YOU KNOW THAT WAS THE LAST THING ON MY MIND
YOU’VE GOT REASONS A-PLENTY FOR GOIN’
THIS I KNOW, THIS I KNOW
FOR THE WEEDS HAVE BEEN STEADILY GROWIN’
PLEASE DON’T GO, PLEASE DON’T GO
ARE YOU GOIN’ AWAY WITH NO WORD OF FAREWELL?
WILL THERE BE NOT A TRACE LEFT BEHIND?
WELL, I COULD HAVE LOVED YOU BETTER.
DIDN’T MEAN TO BE UNKIND
YOU KNOW THAT WAS THE LAST THING
AS I LIE IN MY BED IN THE MORNING
WITHOUT YOU,WITHOUT YOU
EVERY HOPE IN MY BREAST DIES ABORNING
WITHOUT YOU, WITHOUT YOU.
ARE YOU GOIN’ AWAY WITH NO WORD OF FAREWELL?
WILL THERE BE NOT A TRACE LEFT BEHIND?
WELL, I COULD HAVE LOVED YOU BETTER.
DIDN’T MEAN TO BE UNKIND
YOU KNOW THAT WAS THE LAST THING
ON MY MIND
YOU KNOW THAT WAS THE LAST THING
ON MY MIND
