Last Thing On My Mind

Open or Capo I*

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

going

away with no

word

of fare

well,

will there

be

not a

trace

left be

hind?

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

going

away with no

word

of fare

well,

will there

be

not a

trace

left be

hind?

Well, 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 on, my

thoughts

keep

tumblin',

round

and

round

,

round and

round

Underneath our feet the

subways

rumblin',

under

ground

,

under

ground

Are you

going

away with no

word

of fare

well,

will there

be

not a

trace

left be

hind?

Well, I

could

have loved you

better,

didn't

mean

to be unkind;

you

know

that was the

last

thing on my

mind.

As I lie in my

bed

in the

mornin',

without

you

,

without

you.

Every song in my

breast

lies a

bornin',

without

you

,

without

you.

Are you

going

away with no

word

of fare

well,

will there

be

not a

trace

left be

hind?

Well, I

could

have loved you

better,

didn't

mean

to be unkind;

you

know

that was the

last

thing on my

mind.

* Paxton used a capo in later performances