D A What there was left of usD Was all covered in dust and thick skinA A half eaten apple Or the whole Sistine ChapelD Painted on the head of a pinG A life long love's worth Gone up in a smurkD And you didn't even see her waltz inG Now this love is a ghost Having played hostD To the most unoriginal sinA At the wedding we smiledD While some devil played wild violinA Soon after the chapel She offered me that appleD One bite and I was gone with the windG And you needed no proof Cause the whole naked truthD Was wearing only an infidel's grinA And a proud schoolboy's boast Of having left his postD For the most unoriginal sin INSTRUMENTAL D/G/D/A/D x2A Now the jukebox is hummingD All the venial shortcomings of menA Lord I found me this drink That can finally sinkD All the skills that I've been wallowing inG Buddy once you get started Once true love's departedD You do it over and over againA So tonight I will toast Just whoever comes closeD To the most unoriginal sin.
Most Unoriginal Sin
Willie Nelson
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