Charley Pride
The Last Thing on My Mind
A lesson too late for the learning made of sand made of sandIn the wink of an eye my soul is turning in your hand in your handAre you going away with no word of farewellWill there be not a trace left behindWell I could've loved you better didn't mean to be unkindYou know that was the last thing on my mindAs I walk alone my thoughts're tumbling round and round round and roundUnderneath our feet a subway's rumbling underground undergroundAre you going awayYou got reasons of plenty for going this I know this I knowThe weeds have been steadily growing please don't go please don't goAre you going awayYou know that was the last thing on my mind
From Letras Mania