Doc & Merle Watson
the last thing on my mind live
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It'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
As we walk, all my thoughts are a-tumblin'
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round
Underneath our feet the subway's rumblin'
Underground, underground
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
As I lie in my bed in the morning
Without you, without you
Each song in my breast dies a-borning
Without you, without you
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Definitive
- Ballads from Deep Gap
- Elementary Doctor Watson
- The Best of Doc Watson: 1964 - 1968
- Oxford American Southern Sampler 2000
- Home Sweet Home
- Watson Country
- Down South
- Then and Now / Two Days in November
- 1973-03-01: Lisner Auditorium, George Washington...
- Freight Train Blues, Classic Railroad Songs, Volume 4
- Elementary Doctor Watson / Then and Now
- Remembering Merle
- The Festival Tapes Tellulive
- Blues: The Essential Album
- Red Rocking Chair
- Then and Now
- Sugar Hill Records / Sugar Hill-O-Ween
- Sugar Hill Snapshots: A Quick Sampling of Sugar Hill...