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 work Gone up in a smirkD And you didn't even see her waltz inA Now this love is a ghost For having played hostD To the most unoriginal sin [Verse 2]A 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 For having left his postD For the most unoriginal sin [Interlude]D D G G DD A A7 D D [Verse 3]A Now the jukebox is hummingD All the venial shortcomings of menA But I found me this drink That can finally sinkD All this guilt 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 sinA Yeah tonight I will toast Just whoever comes closeD To the most unoriginal sin
Most Unoriginal Sin
John Hiatt
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