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              So
C                  G             C             G
when I reached my prime  I left my home in the maritimes
C                G              D
headed down the turnpike for New England
          Em
Sweet New England


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C  G  C  G  C  G Em D  Em


[Verse 2]

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
C                     G               D             Em
seen that girl as the road to my surviv - - - - - - al


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C    G     C     G    C    G  Em   D     Em


[Verse 3]

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
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