Tom Paxton Last Thing On My Mind
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. Chorus: Are you goin' away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind? I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind; Oh, you know that was the last thing on my mind. You had reasons a-plenty for goin', This I know, this I know. And the weeds have been steadily growin', Please don't go, please don't go. (Chorus) As I lie in my bed in the mornin', Without you, without you, Every song in my heart dies a-bornin', Without you, without you. (Chorus) Oh, you know that was the last thing on my mind.
