Paul Simon "Duncan" paroles

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Duncan

Couple in the next roomBound to win a prizeThey’ve been going at it all night longWell, I’m trying to get some sleepBut these motel walls are cheapLincoln Duncan is my nameAnd here’s my song, here’s my song

My father was a fishermanMy mama was the fisherman’s friendAnd I was born in the boredomAnd the chowderSo when I reached my primeI left my home in the MaritimesHeaded down the turnpike forNew England, sweet New England

Holes in my confidenceHoles in the knees of my jeansI was left without a penny in my pocketOo-we, I was about as destitutedAs a kid could beAnd I wished I wore a ringSo I could hock it, I’d like to hock it.

A young girl in a parking lotWas preaching to a crowdSinging sacred songs and readingFrom the BibleWell, I told her I was lostAnd she told me all about the PentecostAnd I seen that girl as the roadTo my survival

Just later on the very same nightI crept to her tent with a flashlightAnd my long years of innocence endedWell, she took me to the woodsSaying here comes something and it feels so goodAnd just like a dog I was befriendedI was befriended

Oh, oh, what a nightOh, what a garden of delightEven now that sweet memory lingersI was playing my guitarLying underneath the starsJust thanking the LordFor my fingersFor my fingers

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