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