Texty: Joan Baez. Carry It On [Soundtrack]. The Last Thing On My Mind.
(T. Paxton)
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 goin' 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
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 goin' 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
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 a-bornin'
Without you, without you
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind
Well, I should have loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
That was the last thing on my mind
Baez, Joan
Carry It On [Soundtrack]
Baez, Joan