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Current song lyrics
A couple in the next room bound to win a prize<br />They've been goin' at it all night long <br />Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep but these motel walls are cheap <br />Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song<br />Here's my song<br /><br />My father was a fisherman, my mama was a fisherman's friend <br />and I was born in the boredom and the chowder <br />So when I reached my prime I left my home in the maritimes.<br />headed down the turnpike for New England, <br />sweet New England<br /><br />Holes in my confidence, holes in the knees of my jeans <br />I was left without a penny in my pocket <br />Oo-o wee I was about as destituted as a kid could be <br />And I wish I wore a ring so I could hock it <br />I'd like to hock it<br /><br />A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd, <br />singin sacred songs and reading from the Bible <br />Well I told her I was lost, and she told me all about the Pentecost <br />And I seen that girl as the road to my survi-ival<br /><br />Just later on the very same night when I crept to her tent with a flashlight<br />and my long years of innocence ended<br />Well she took me to the woods sayin' "Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!"<br />And just like a dog I was befriended <br />I was befriended<br /><br />Oh, oh, what a night, oh what a garden of delight<br />Even now that sweet memory lingers<br />I was playin' my guitar, lying underneath the stars <br />Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers <br />for my fingers
New song lyrics
A couple in the next room bound to win a prize<br />They've been goin' at it all night long <br />Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep but these motel walls are cheap <br />Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song<br />Here's my song<br /><br />My father was a fisherman, my mama was a fisherman's friend <br />and I was born in the boredom and the chowder <br />So when I reached my prime I left my home in the maritimes.<br />headed down the turnpike for New England, <br />sweet New England<br /><br />Holes in my confidence, holes in the knees of my jeans <br />I was left without a penny in my pocket <br />Oo-o wee I was about as destituted as a kid could be <br />And I wish I wore a ring so I could hock it <br />I'd like to hock it<br /><br />A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd, <br />singin sacred songs and reading from the Bible <br />Well I told her I was lost, and she told me all about the Pentecost <br />And I seen that girl as the road to my survi-ival<br /><br />Just later on the very same night when I crept to her tent with a flashlight<br />and my long years of innocence ended<br />Well she took me to the woods sayin' "Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!"<br />And just like a dog I was befriended <br />I was befriended<br /><br />Oh, oh, what a night, oh what a garden of delight<br />Even now that sweet memory lingers<br />I was playin' my guitar, lying underneath the stars <br />Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers <br />for my fingers
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