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Duncan

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  • 作曲 : P. SIMON
    Couple in the next room
    Bound to win a prize
    They’ve been going 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 the 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-we, I was about 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 parking lot
    Was preaching to a crowd
    Singing 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

    I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know...

    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
    Saying 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
    Lying underneath the stars
    Just thanking the Lord
    For my fingers
    For my fingers

    I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know...

  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : P. SIMON
    [00:16.73]Couple in the next room
    [00:18.68]Bound to win a prize
    [00:20.88]They’ve been going at it all night long
    [00:26.04]Well, I’m trying to get some sleep
    [00:28.12]But these motel walls are cheap
    [00:30.76]Lincoln Duncan is my name
    [00:33.14]And here’s my song, here’s my song
    [00:38.08]
    [00:41.88]My father was a fisherman
    [00:43.91]My mama was the fisherman’s friend
    [00:46.29]And I was born in the boredom
    [00:48.75]And the chowder
    [00:51.49]So when I reached my prime
    [00:53.80]I left my home in the Maritimes
    [00:56.62]Headed down the turnpike for
    [00:58.79]New England, sweet New England
    [01:04.27]
    [01:27.99]Holes in my confidence
    [01:30.00]Holes in the knees of my jeans
    [01:32.42]I was left without a penny in my pocket
    [01:37.91]Oo-we, I was about destituted
    [01:41.29]As a kid could be
    [01:42.77]And I wished I wore a ring
    [01:44.67]So I could hock it, I’d like to hock it.
    [01:50.48]
    [01:53.20]A young girl in a parking lot
    [01:55.57]Was preaching to a crowd
    [01:57.79]Singing sacred songs and reading
    [02:00.00]From the Bible
    [02:03.13]Well, I told her I was lost
    [02:05.47]And she told me all about the Pentecost
    [02:08.18]And I seen that girl as the road
    [02:10.16]To my survival
    [02:14.55]
    [02:22.27]I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know...
    [02:28.26]
    [02:39.12]Just later on the very same night
    [02:41.46]When I crept to her tent with a flashlight
    [02:44.14]And my long years of innocence ended
    [02:49.12]Well, she took me to the woods
    [02:51.44]Saying here comes something and it feels so good
    [02:54.08]And just like a dog I was befriended
    [02:58.30]I was befriended
    [03:03.50]
    [03:04.58]Oh, oh, what a night
    [03:07.24]Oh, what a garden of delight
    [03:09.24]Even now that sweet memory lingers
    [03:14.41]I was playing my guitar
    [03:16.72]Lying underneath the stars
    [03:19.17]Just thanking the Lord
    [03:21.30]For my fingers
    [03:23.90]For my fingers
    [03:29.45]
    [03:33.46]I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know...
    [03:38.13]