Em D Couple in the next room Bound to win a prize they've been G A D C G goin' at it all night long Well I'm tryin to get some sleep but these C G C G motel walls are cheap Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my D Em song here's my song Em D My father was a fisherman my mama was a fisherman's friend And G A D 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: CGCGCGDEm Em D Holes in my confidence holes in the knees of my jeans I's G A D C G left without a penny in my pocket Oo hoo hoo wee I's a - bout C G C G destituted as a kid could be And I wish I wore a ring so I could D Em hock it I'd like to hock it Em D A young girl in a parking lot was preachin to a crowd singin. G A D sacred songs and reading from the bible Well I C G C G told her I was lost and she told me all about the Pentecost And I CGDEm seen that girl as the road to my surviv - - - - - - al solo : CGCGCGDEm Em Just latter on the very same night when I D G A crept to her tent with a flashlight and my long years of innocence D C G ended Well she took me to the woods sayin' C G C G "Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!" And just like a dog I was D Em 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. I was C G C G playin' my guitar lying underneath the stars Just C G D Em thankin' the lord for my fingers for my fingers fade out : CGCGCGDECGEm