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They¡®ve been goin¡¯ at it all night long,
Well I¡®m tryin¡¯ to get some sleep,
But these motel walls are cheap,
Lincoln Duncan is my name
And here's my song, here's my song.
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My father was a fisherman,
My mama was a fisherman's friend,
And I was born in the boredom and the chowder,
So when I reached my prime,
I left my home in the Maritimes,
Headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England.
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Holes in my confidence,
Holes in the knees of my jeans,
I's left without a penny in my pocket,
Oo hoo hoo wee, I's about as destituted as a kid could be,
And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it,
I'd like to hock it.
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A young girl in a parking lot
Was preaching to a crowd,
Singin' sacred songs and reading from the Bible,
Well I told her I was lost,
And she told me all about the Pentecost,
And I seen that girl as the road to my survival.
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Just later on the very same night
When I crept to her tent with a flashlight,
And my long years of innocence ended,
Well she took me to the woods, sayin'
"Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!"
And just like a dog I was befriended,
I was befriended.
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Oh, oh, what a night,
Oh what a garden of delight,
Even now that sweet memory lingers,
I was playin' my guitar,
Lying underneath the stars,
Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers,
For my fingers.
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