Year: 1964 -
Written by Tom Paxton
Intro: G C G C G D G G C G It's a lesson too late for the learnin', C G D G made of sand, made of sand. C G In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' C G D G in your hand, in your hand.G C G You've got reasons a-plenty for goin'; C G D G this I know, this I know. C G For the weeds have been steadily growin'; C G D G please don't go, please don't go.D C G Are you goin' away with no word of farewell; C G D D7 will there be not a trace left behind? G C Well, I could have loved you better, G didn't mean to be unkind; D D7 G you know that was the last thing on my mind.C G As we walk on, my thoughts keep a-tumblin', C G D G round and round, round and round. C G Underneath our feet the subways rumblin', C G D G underground, underground.D C G Are you goin' away with no word of farewell; C G D D7 will there be not a trace left behind? G C Well, I could have loved you better, G didn't mean to be unkind; D D7 G you know that was the last thing on my mind.C G As I lie in my bed in the mornin' C G D G without you, without you. C G Every song in my breast dies a-bornin' C G D G without you, without you.D C G Are you goin' away with no word of farewell; C G D D7 will there be not a trace left behind? G C I could have loved you better, G didn't mean to be unkind; D D7 G you know that was the last thing on my mind.D C G Are you goin' away with no word of farewell; C G D D7 will there be not a trace left behind? G C I could have loved you better, G didn't mean to be unkind; D D7 G you know that was the last thing on my mind.
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