Em                       D
Couple in the next room, bound to win a prize
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They've been going at it all night long
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Well, I'm trying to get some sleep, but these motel walls are cheap
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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
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And I was born in the boredom and the chowder
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So when I reached my prime, I left my home in the Maritimes
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Headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England

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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.
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Oo hoo hoo wee I was about destituted as a kid could be
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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
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Singing sacred songs and reading from the Bible
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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

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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
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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

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