Duncan Paul Simon
Couple in the ne[Em]xt room Bound to win a p[D]rize they've been
[G]goin' at it [A]all night [D]long Well I'm [C]tryin to get some s[G]leep but these
[C]motel walls are ch[G]eap Lincoln Dun[C]can is my nam[G]e and here's my
[D]song here's my [Em]song
[Em]My father was a fisherman my m[D]ama was a fisherman's friend And
I w[G]as born in the bo[A]redom and the c[D]howder.
So w[C]hen I reached my prime [G] I left my h[C]ome in the marit[G]imes
[C]headed down the t[G]urnpike for New En[D]gland, Sweet New Eng[Em]land.
solo:
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [D] [Em]
[Em]Holes in my confidence ho[D]les in the knees of my jeans I's
le[G]ft without a p[A]enny in my po[D]cket Oo[C] hoo hoo we[G]e I's a - bout
des[C]tituted as a kid[G] could be And I wish I[C] wore a ri[G]ng so I could
[D]hock it I'd like to ho[Em]ck it
[Em]A young girl in a parking lot was p[D]reachin to a crowd singin.
[G]sacred songs and readi[A]ng from the bib[D]le Well I
[C]told her I was [G]lost and she [C]told me all about the Pent[G]ecost And I
[C] [G] [D] [Em]
seen that girl as the road to my surviv - - - - - - al
solo :
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [D] [Em]
J[Em]ust latter on the very same night when I
[D]crept to her tent with a flashlight and my [G]long years of in[A]nocence
[D]ended Well she [C]took me to the [G]woods sayin'
[C]"Here comes somethin' and it fe[G]els so good!" And jus[C]t like a do[G]g I was
befr[D]iended I was bef[Em]riended
[Em]Oh oh what a nig[D]ht Oh what a garden of delight
Even n[G]ow that sweet[A] memory ling[D]ers. I was
[C]playin' my guitar [G] lying under[C]neath the stars [G] Just
[C]thankin' the [G]lord for my [D]fingers for my [Em]fingers
fade out :
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [D] [Em] [C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [D] [Em]
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