(The) Most Unoriginal Sin - Willie Nelson

What there was left of us

Was all covered in dust and thick skin

A half eaten apple

The whole sistine chapel

Painted on the head of a pin

A life long love’s work

Gone up in a smirk

And you didn’t even see her waltz in

Now this love is a ghost, for having played host

To the most unoriginal sin

At the wedding we smiled

While some devil played wild violin

Soon after the chapel

She offered me that apple

One bite and I was gone with the wind

And you needed no proof

Cause the whole naked truth

Was wearing only an infidels grin

And a proud school boys boast

For havin' left his post

For the most unoriginal sin

Now the juke box is hummin'

Al the venial short comings of men

But I found me this drink

That can finally sink

All this guilt I been wallowing in

Buddy once you get started

Once true love’s departed

You do it over and over again

So tonight I will toast

Just who ever comes close

To the most unoriginal sin

So tonight I will toast

Just who ever comes close

To the most unoriginal sin