Willie Nelson

^D What there was lef ^A t of us
Was all covered in dust and thick skin ^D
A hal ^A f eaten apple
Or the whole Sistine Chapel
Painted on the head of a pin ^D
A li ^G fe long love's worth
Gone up in a smurk
And you didn't even see her waltz in ^D
Now this love ^G is a ghost
Having played host
To the most unoriginal sin ^D
At the wedd ^A ing we smiled
While some devil played wild violin ^D
A Soon after the chapel
She offered me that apple
One bite and I was gone with the wind ^D
And you needed ^G no proof
Cause the whole naked truth
Was wearing only an infidel's grin ^D
And a proud ^A schoolboy's boast
Of having left his post
For the most unoriginal sin ^D
INSTRUMENTAL D/G/D/A/D x2
Now the jukebox ^A is humming
All the venial shortcomings of men ^D
Lord I fou ^A nd me this drink
That can finally sink
All the skills that I've been wallowing in ^D
Buddy once y ^G ou get started
Once true love's departed
You do it over and over again ^D
So tonigh ^A t I will toast
Just whoever comes close
To the most unoriginal sin. ^D