Tom Paxton - The Last Thing On My Mind

1. It's a ^Glesson too ^Clate for the ^Glearning, ^CMade of ^G/Dsand, made ^Gof sand. In the ^Gwink of an ^Ceye my soul is ^Gturning, ^CIn your ^G/Dhand, in your ^Ghand.

Are you ^Dgoing away with no ^Cword of fare^Gwell? Will there ^Cbe not a ^Gtrace left be^Dhind? Well, I ^Gcould have loved you ^Cbetter, didn't ^Gmean to be unkind, You know, ^Dthat was the ^D7last thing on my ^Gmind.

2. As we ^Gwalk all my ^Cthoughts are a-^Gtumbling, ^C'Round and ^G/D'round, 'round and ^G'round. Under^Gneath our ^Cfeet the subway's ^Grumbling, ^CUnder^G/Dground, under^Gground.

3. You've got ^Greasons a-^Cplenty for ^Ggoing, ^CThis I ^G/Dknow, this I ^Gknow. For the ^Gweeds have been ^Csteadily ^Ggrowing, ^CPlease don't ^G/Dgo, please don't ^Ggo.

4. As I ^Glie in my ^Cbed every ^Gmorning, ^CWithout ^G/Dyou, without ^Gyou, Each ^Gsong in my ^Cbreast dies a-^Gborning, ^CWithout ^G/Dy