Lyrics: Couple in the next room, Bound to win a prize. They've been goin' at it all night long. Well, I'm trying 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 k (guitartabs.cc)