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Capo 2nd fret G C/G G It's a lesson too late for the learnin', C/G G D7/F# G Made of sand, made of sand. G C/G G In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' C/G G D7/F# G In your hand, in your hand. D C G Are you going away with no word of farewell? C G D Will there be not a trace left behind? G C/G G I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind. D/F# D7/F# D6/F# G You know that was the last thing on my mind.
You've got reasons aplenty 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 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, all my thoughts keep a-tumblin',
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round.
Underneath our feet the subway's rumblin',
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.
As I lie in my bed in the mornin',
Without you, without you.
Each song in my breast dies abornin',
Without you, without you.
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.
(Words and music by Tom Paxton, 1964)
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