Life's Great Sin
It was on an old dirt road, back in the country
That I first tasted of life’s great sin
In the backseat of that old sedan
That I borrowed from one of my kin
I thought I knew everything
But she taught me a lot more
A rookie she laughingly called me
As she blew cigarette smoke out the door
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