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    THE LAST THING ON MY MIND ~ Jackson Holly

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    Jackson Holly

    by Jackson Holly

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    One of the greatest folk songs written in the 20th century ... it is now a standard, written by TOM PAXTON. This is my instrumental contribution to the long list of cover versions ... mine simply a paean in praise to a timeless melody from an admiring fan. I have included the lyrics below.

    Thanks so much to the artists at WikiMedia Commons for the beautiful rose photos which I have used to illustrate:

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    http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Rose_feucht.jpg
    http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Rose_is_a_Rose.jpg
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    http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Roses_blanche_et_rose_rose.jpg
    http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:TrockenrosenKorb.jpg

    Last Thing On My Mind
    ~ Tom 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.

    CHORUS:
    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 we walk on, my thoughts keep tumblin'
    Round and round, round and round.
    Underneath our feet the subways rumblin'
    Underground, underground

    CHORUS

    As I lie in my bed in the mornin'
    Without you, without you.
    Every song in my breast lies a bornin'
    Without you, without you.

    CHORUS

    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.