The Last Thing On My Mind (Live at San Quentin State Prison, San Quentin, CA - February 1969)

歌詞

It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turning In your hand in your hand Are you going away With no words of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind Well I could have loved you better I didn't mean to be unkind You know that was The last thing on my mind You got reasons aplenty for going 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 words of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind Well I could have loved you better I didn't mean to be unkind You know that was The last thing on my mind