Paul Simon Lyrics

Album: Paul Simon

Duncan Lyrics

Couple in the next room

Bound to win a prize

They've been goin' at it all night long 

Well I'm tryin' 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 knees of my jeans 

It's left without a penny in my pocket 

Oo-o wee I's about as

destituted as a kid could be 

And I wish I wore a ring

so I could hock it I'd like to hock it

I seen A young girl in a parking lot 

preaching to a crowd 

singin 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 survi-ival

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 sayin'

"Here comes somethin' 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 playin' my guitar 

lying underneath the stars 

Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers 

for my fingers