Dubliners - The last thing on my mind

It's a ^Flesson too ^Flate for the ^Flearnin', ^Fmade of ^Fsand^G, made of ^Fsand In the wink of an ^Feye my soul is ^Fturnin', ^Fin your ^Fhand^G, in your ^Fhand.

Are you ^Ggoing away with no ^Fword of fare^Fwell, will there ^Fbe not a ^Ftrace left be^Ghind?^G7 Well, I ^Fcould have loved you ^Fbetter, didn't ^Fmean to be unkind; you ^Gknow that was the ^G7last thing on my ^Fmind.

You've got ^Freasons a-^Fplenty for ^Fgoin', ^Fthis I ^Fknow^G, this I ^Fknow. For the weeds have been ^Fsteadily ^Fgrowin', ^Fplease don't ^Fgo,^G please don't ^Fgo.

Are you ^Ggoing away with no ^Fword of fare^Fwell, will there ^Fbe not a ^Ftrace left be^Ghind?^G7 Well, I ^Fcould have loved you ^Fbetter, didn't ^Fmean to be unkind; you ^Gknow that was the ^G7last thing on my ^Fmind.

As we walk on, my ^Fthoughts keep ^Ftumblin', ^Fround and ^Fround^G, round and ^Fround Underneath our feet the ^Fsubways ^Frumblin', ^Funder^Fground^G, under^Fground

Are you ^Ggoing away with no ^Fword of fare^Fwell, will there ^Fbe not a ^Ftrace left be^Ghind?^G7 Well, I ^Fcould have loved you ^Fbetter, didn't ^Fmean to be unkind; you ^Gknow that was the ^G7last thing on my ^Fmind.

As I lie in my ^Fbed in the ^Fmornin', ^Fwithout ^Fyou^G, without ^Fyou. Every song in my ^Fbreast lies a ^Fbornin', ^Fwithout ^Fyou^G, without ^Fyou.

Are you ^Ggoing away with no ^Fword of fare^Fwell, will there ^Fbe not a ^Ftrace left be^Ghind?^G7 Well, I ^Fcould have loved you ^Fbetter, didn't ^Fmean to be unkind; you ^Gknow that was the ^G7last thing on my ^Fmind.