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Couple in the next room
bound to win a prize:
they&#39;ve been going at it all night long
well, i&#39;m tryin&#39; to get some sleep
but these motel walls are cheap:
lincoln duncan is my name,
and here&#39;s my song, here&#39;s my song.
My father was a fisherman,
my mama was a fisherman&#39;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.
Holes in my confidence,
holes in the knees of my jeans,
i was left without a penny in my pocket ....
oo-oowee, i was about as destituted as a kid could be
and i wished i wore a ring so i could hock it ...
i&#39;d like to hock it
A young girl in a parkin&#39; lot
was preaching to a crowd,
singing sacred songs
and reading from the bible.
well, i told her i was lost
and she told all about the pentecost,
and i seen that girl as the road to my survival,
my survival.
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&#39; &quot;here comes something, and it feels so good&quot;,
and just like a dog i was befriended, i was befriended.
Oh, oh, what a night,
oh, what a garden of delight ...
even now that sweet memory lingers:
i was playing my guitar
lyin&#39; underneath the stars
just thankin&#39; the lord
for my fingers,
for my fingers ...

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