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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967
Someday you'll find that the world's left you out
No true love, no nothing just roaming about
Parties and people and a cold heart within
And each time you're dancing, you're waltzing with sin
You're Satan made over in perfect disguise
Unfaithful, unworthy and oh so unwise
I pity the heart of the next guy you win
Like me you'll be losing while waltzing with sin
Someday you'll find that the world's left you out
No true love, no nothing just roaming about
Well, parties and people and a cold heart within
And each time you're dancing you're waltzing with sin
You're Satan made over in perfect disguise
Unfaithful, unworthy and oh so unwise
I pity the heart of the next guy you win
Like me you'll be losing while waltzing with sin.
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