Bread & Roses - Last Thing on My Mind Lyrics
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Last Thing on My Mind
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What Are The Lyrics For Last Thing on My Mind By Bread & Roses?
Are you going 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 You know that was the last thing on my mind 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 going 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 You know 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 going 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 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 lies a burnin' Without you, without you Are you going 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 You know that was the last thing on my mind Are you going 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 You know that was the last thing on my mind That was the last thing on my mind |
Who Wrote Last Thing on My Mind By Bread & Roses?
Tom Paxton
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