Tonart: F minor
Verse 1
F#m
A couple in the next room
A
B
E
They've been going at it all night long
D
A
And I'm trying to get some sleep
D
A
But these motel walls are cheap
D
Lincoln Duncan is my name
A
E
And here's my song
My father was a fisherman
E
and my mama was a fisherman's friend
A
B
I was born in the boredom
D
A
And when I reached my prime,
D
A
left my home in the Maritimes
A
E
Turnpike to England
F#m
D
A
New England, New England
D
A
D
A
F#m
E
F#m
Holes in my confidence,
E
holes in the knees of my jeans
A
B
E
Was left without a penny in my pocket
D
A
D
But ooh -wee, I was about as destitute
D
A
And I wished I owned a ring
F#m
I'd like to hock it
A young girl in a parking lot
E
was preaching to a crowd
B
E
and reading from the Bible
D
A
Well I told her I was lost,
D
A
she told me all about the Pentecost
D
And I seen that girl as the
A
E
F#m
road to my survival
D
A
D
A
D
A
F#m
E
F#m
Later on the very same night,
E
while I crept to her tent
with my flashlight,
A
B
E
my long years of innocence ended.
D
A
She took me in the woods,
D
A
saying, here, something feels so good,
A
E
I was befriended.
F#m
I was befriended.
Oh, oh, oh, what a night,
E
what a garden of delight.
A
B
E
Even now that sweet memory lingers
D
A
I was lying under stars
A
D
A
E
And thanking the Lord for my fingers
F#m
D
A
For my fingers
D
A
D
A
F#m
E
F#m
You
Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteF#m E A B D
Mehr Songs von Jacob Smigel
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
Keine Ergebnisse gefunden
Ähnliche Songs
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
4.8
Beliebte Akkorde weltweit
Meistgespielte Akkorde & Tabs aller Nutzer