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From uunet!sun-barr!cs.utexas.edu!torn!newshub.ccs.yorku.ca!newshub.ariel.yorku.ca!cs902154 Fri Aug 28
PDT 1992
Article: 1900 of alt.guitar.tab
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From: cs902154@ariel.yorku.ca (RONALD W ENGLISH)
Subject: Re: Need Lyrics/Chords: DUNCAN (Paul Simon)
Message-ID: <1992Aug28.054538.8728@newshub.ariel.yorku.ca>
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Organization: York University, Toronto, Canada
References: <1992Aug27.165056.3190@midway.uchicago.edu>
Date: Fri, 28 Aug 1992 05:45:38 GMT
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In article <1992Aug27.165056.3190@midway.uchicago.edu> hasn@midway.uchicago.edu (Sheheryar Hasnain) writes:
>I really do!
>
>Thanks in advance.
Em D
Couple in the next room Bound to win a prize they've been
G A D C G
goin' at it all night long Well I'm tryin to get some sleep but these
C G C G
motel walls are cheep Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my
D Em
song here's my song
Em D
My father was a fisherman my mama was a fisherman's friend And
G A D
I was born in the boredom and the chowder So
C G C G
when I reached my prime I left my home in the maritimes
C G D
headed down the turnpike for New England
solo:
C G C G C G Em D Em
Em D
Holes in my confidence holes in the knees of my jeans I's
G A D C G
left without a penny in my pocket Oo hoo hoo wee I's a - bout
C G C G
destituted as a kid could be And I wish I wore a ring so I could
D Em
hock it I'd like to hock it
Em D
A young girl in a parking lot was preachin to a crowd singin.
G A D
sacred songs and reading from the bible Well I
C G C G
told her I was lost and she told me all about the Pentecost And I
C G D Em
seen that girl as the road to my surviv - - - - - - al
solo :
C G C G C G Em D Em
Em
Just latter on the very same night when I
D G A
crept to her tent with a flashlight and my long years of innocence
D C G
ended Well she took me to the woods sayin'
C G C G
"Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!" And just like a dog I was
D Em
befriended I was befriended
Em D
Oh oh what a night Oh what a garden of delight
G A D
Even now that sweet memory lingers
C G C G
playin' my guitar lying underneath the stars Just
C G D Em
thankin' the lord for my fingers for my fingers
fade out :
C G C G C G Em D Em