Couple In The Next Room

Bound To Win A Prize:

They've Been Going 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.



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.



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'd Like To Hock It



A Young Girl In A Parkin' 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' "Here Comes Something, And It Feels So Good!",

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' Underneath The Stars

Just Thankin' The Lord

For My Fingers,

For My Fingers ...