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Last Thing on My Mind

from Waggin’ by SaltyPaws

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Tom Paxton 1964

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There's a lesson too late for the learning
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 word 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.

As we walk on my thoughts are tumbling
round and round, round and round
Underneath our feet the subway's rumbling
Underground, underground.

You've got reasons a plenty for going
this I know, this I know
for the weeds have been steadily growing
please don't go, please don't go.

As I lie in my bed in the morning
without you, without you
every song in my breast dies a borning
without you, without you.

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from Waggin’, released April 14, 2020

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SaltyPaws Punta Gorda, Florida

When you think of wandering minstrels, do you ever think they might live on a boat? SaltyPaws is a sailing acoustic duo, living aboard their catamaran, sailing and singing the Atlantic eastern seaboard. You'll hear guitar and 5 string banjo, spiced with harmonica and concertina. Wherever the boat is in port, you'll find Bentley and Jim joining a jam, at an open mic, or busking a street corner. ... more

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