Last Thing on My Mind

(Tom Paxton)



A lesson too late for the learning

Made of sand, made of sand

In the wink of an eye my soul is turning

In your hand, in your hand.



Are you going 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

You know that was the last thing on my mind.



As we walk along my thoughts're tumbling

Round and round, round and round

Underneath our feet a subway rumbling

Underground, underground.



Are you going 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

You know that was the last thing on my mind.



--- Instrumental ---



You got reasons of plenty for going this

I know this, I know

The weeds have been steadily growing

Please don't go, please don't go.



Are you going 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

You know that was the last thing on my mind.



You know that was the last thing on my mind...