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The Last Thing On My Mind
(Tom Paxton)

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It's a lesson too late for the learning, Made of
GDGGC
sand, made of sand. In the wink of an eye my
GCGDG
soul is turning, In your hand, in your hand.
[chorus]:
    DC
    Are you going away with no word of
    GCG
    farewell? Will there be not a trace
    DD7G
    left behind? Well, I could have
    CG
    loved you better, didn't mean to be
    DD7
    unkind, You know, that was the last
    G
    thing on my mind.
GCG
As we walk all my thoughts are a-tumbling,
CGDGG
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round. Underneath
     
CGCGD
our feet the subway's rumbling, Underground,
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underground.
[chorus]
GCGC
You've got reasons a-plenty for going, This I
GDGG
know, this I know. For the weeds have been
CGCGD
steadily growing, Please don't go , please
G
don't go.
[chorus]
GCGCGD
As I lie in my bed every morning, Without you,
GGC
without you, Each song in my breast dies
GCGDG
a-borning, Without you, without you.
[chorus]

The Last Thing On My Mind                         
(Tom Paxton)                                      
                                                  
It's 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.      
                                                  
[chorus]:                                         
    Are you going 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.                             
                                                  
As we walk all my thoughts are a-tumbling,        
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round. Underneath  
our feet the subway's rumbling, Underground,      
underground.                                      
                                                  
[chorus]                                          
                                                  
You've got reasons a-plenty for going, This I     
know, this I know. For the weeds have been        
steadily growing, Please don't go , please        
don't go.                                         
                                                  
[chorus]                                          
                                                  
As I lie in my bed every morning, Without you,    
without you, Each song in my breast dies          
a-borning, Without you, without you.              
                                                  
[chorus]