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Em D Couple in the next room, bound to win a prize G A D They've been going at it all night long C G C G Well, I'm trying to get some sleep, but these motel walls are cheap C G D Em Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song, here's my song Em D My father was a fisherman, my mama was the fisherman's friend G A D And I was born in the boredom and the chowder C G C G So when I reached my prime, I left my home in the Maritimes C G D Em Headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England Solo: C G C G C Em C G C G D Em Em D Holes in my confidence, holes in the knees of my jeans G A D I was left without a penny in my pocket. C G C G Oo hoo hoo wee I was about destituted as a kid could be C G D Em And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it, I'd like to hock it Em D A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd G A D Singing sacred songs and reading from the Bible C G C G Well, I told her I was lost, and she told me all about the Pentecost C G D Em And I seen that girl as the road to my surviv - - - - - - al Solo: C G C G C Em C G C G D Em Em Just later on the very same night D when I crept to her tent with a flashlight G A D and my long years of innocence ended C G C G Well, she took me to the woods, saying 'Here comes something and it feels so good!' C G D Em And just like a dog I was befriended I was befriended Em D Oh, oh, what a night, Oh what a garden of delight G A D Even now that sweet memory lingers C G C G I was playing my guitar, lying underneath the stars C G D Em Just thanking the Lord for my fingers, for my fingers fade out: C G C G C Em C G C G D Em 3x
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