| Song | Duncan |
| Artist | Paul Simon |
| Album | Paul Simon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : P. SIMON |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Simon |
| [00:16.73] | Couple in the next room |
| [00:18.68] | Bound to win a prize |
| [00:20.88] | They’ve been going at it all night long |
| [00:26.04] | Well, I’m trying to get some sleep |
| [00:28.12] | But these motel walls are cheap |
| [00:30.76] | Lincoln Duncan is my name |
| [00:33.14] | And here’s my song, here’s my song |
| [00:38.08] | |
| [00:41.88] | My father was a fisherman |
| [00:43.91] | My mama was the fisherman’s friend |
| [00:46.29] | And I was born in the boredom |
| [00:48.75] | And the chowder |
| [00:51.49] | So when I reached my prime |
| [00:53.80] | I left my home in the Maritimes |
| [00:56.62] | Headed down the turnpike for |
| [00:58.79] | New England, sweet New England |
| [01:04.27] | |
| [01:27.99] | Holes in my confidence |
| [01:30.00] | Holes in the knees of my jeans |
| [01:32.42] | I was left without a penny in my pocket |
| [01:37.91] | Oo-we, I was about destituted |
| [01:41.29] | As a kid could be |
| [01:42.77] | And I wished I wore a ring |
| [01:44.67] | So I could hock it, I’d like to hock it. |
| [01:50.48] | |
| [01:53.20] | A young girl in a parking lot |
| [01:55.57] | Was preaching to a crowd |
| [01:57.79] | Singing sacred songs and reading |
| [02:00.00] | From the Bible |
| [02:03.13] | Well, I told her I was lost |
| [02:05.47] | And she told me all about the Pentecost |
| [02:08.18] | And I seen that girl as the road |
| [02:10.16] | To my survival |
| [02:14.55] | |
| [02:22.27] | I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... |
| [02:28.26] | |
| [02:39.12] | Just later on the very same night |
| [02:41.46] | When I crept to her tent with a flashlight |
| [02:44.14] | And my long years of innocence ended |
| [02:49.12] | Well, she took me to the woods |
| [02:51.44] | Saying here comes something and it feels so good |
| [02:54.08] | And just like a dog I was befriended |
| [02:58.30] | I was befriended |
| [03:03.50] | |
| [03:04.58] | Oh, oh, what a night |
| [03:07.24] | Oh, what a garden of delight |
| [03:09.24] | Even now that sweet memory lingers |
| [03:14.41] | I was playing my guitar |
| [03:16.72] | Lying underneath the stars |
| [03:19.17] | Just thanking the Lord |
| [03:21.30] | For my fingers |
| [03:23.90] | For my fingers |
| [03:29.45] | |
| [03:33.46] | I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... |
| [03:38.13] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : P. SIMON |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : Simon |
| [00:16.73] | Couple in the next room |
| [00:18.68] | Bound to win a prize |
| [00:20.88] | They' ve been going at it all night long |
| [00:26.04] | Well, I' m trying to get some sleep |
| [00:28.12] | But these motel walls are cheap |
| [00:30.76] | Lincoln Duncan is my name |
| [00:33.14] | And here' s my song, here' s my song |
| [00:38.08] | |
| [00:41.88] | My father was a fisherman |
| [00:43.91] | My mama was the fisherman' s friend |
| [00:46.29] | And I was born in the boredom |
| [00:48.75] | And the chowder |
| [00:51.49] | So when I reached my prime |
| [00:53.80] | I left my home in the Maritimes |
| [00:56.62] | Headed down the turnpike for |
| [00:58.79] | New England, sweet New England |
| [01:04.27] | |
| [01:27.99] | Holes in my confidence |
| [01:30.00] | Holes in the knees of my jeans |
| [01:32.42] | I was left without a penny in my pocket |
| [01:37.91] | Oowe, I was about destituted |
| [01:41.29] | As a kid could be |
| [01:42.77] | And I wished I wore a ring |
| [01:44.67] | So I could hock it, I' d like to hock it. |
| [01:50.48] | |
| [01:53.20] | A young girl in a parking lot |
| [01:55.57] | Was preaching to a crowd |
| [01:57.79] | Singing sacred songs and reading |
| [02:00.00] | From the Bible |
| [02:03.13] | Well, I told her I was lost |
| [02:05.47] | And she told me all about the Pentecost |
| [02:08.18] | And I seen that girl as the road |
| [02:10.16] | To my survival |
| [02:14.55] | |
| [02:22.27] | I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... |
| [02:28.26] | |
| [02:39.12] | Just later on the very same night |
| [02:41.46] | When I crept to her tent with a flashlight |
| [02:44.14] | And my long years of innocence ended |
| [02:49.12] | Well, she took me to the woods |
| [02:51.44] | Saying here comes something and it feels so good |
| [02:54.08] | And just like a dog I was befriended |
| [02:58.30] | I was befriended |
| [03:03.50] | |
| [03:04.58] | Oh, oh, what a night |
| [03:07.24] | Oh, what a garden of delight |
| [03:09.24] | Even now that sweet memory lingers |
| [03:14.41] | I was playing my guitar |
| [03:16.72] | Lying underneath the stars |
| [03:19.17] | Just thanking the Lord |
| [03:21.30] | For my fingers |
| [03:23.90] | For my fingers |
| [03:29.45] | |
| [03:33.46] | I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... |
| [03:38.13] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : P. SIMON |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Simon |
| [00:16.73] | Couple in the next room |
| [00:18.68] | Bound to win a prize |
| [00:20.88] | They' ve been going at it all night long |
| [00:26.04] | Well, I' m trying to get some sleep |
| [00:28.12] | But these motel walls are cheap |
| [00:30.76] | Lincoln Duncan is my name |
| [00:33.14] | And here' s my song, here' s my song |
| [00:38.08] | |
| [00:41.88] | My father was a fisherman |
| [00:43.91] | My mama was the fisherman' s friend |
| [00:46.29] | And I was born in the boredom |
| [00:48.75] | And the chowder |
| [00:51.49] | So when I reached my prime |
| [00:53.80] | I left my home in the Maritimes |
| [00:56.62] | Headed down the turnpike for |
| [00:58.79] | New England, sweet New England |
| [01:04.27] | |
| [01:27.99] | Holes in my confidence |
| [01:30.00] | Holes in the knees of my jeans |
| [01:32.42] | I was left without a penny in my pocket |
| [01:37.91] | Oowe, I was about destituted |
| [01:41.29] | As a kid could be |
| [01:42.77] | And I wished I wore a ring |
| [01:44.67] | So I could hock it, I' d like to hock it. |
| [01:50.48] | |
| [01:53.20] | A young girl in a parking lot |
| [01:55.57] | Was preaching to a crowd |
| [01:57.79] | Singing sacred songs and reading |
| [02:00.00] | From the Bible |
| [02:03.13] | Well, I told her I was lost |
| [02:05.47] | And she told me all about the Pentecost |
| [02:08.18] | And I seen that girl as the road |
| [02:10.16] | To my survival |
| [02:14.55] | |
| [02:22.27] | I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... |
| [02:28.26] | |
| [02:39.12] | Just later on the very same night |
| [02:41.46] | When I crept to her tent with a flashlight |
| [02:44.14] | And my long years of innocence ended |
| [02:49.12] | Well, she took me to the woods |
| [02:51.44] | Saying here comes something and it feels so good |
| [02:54.08] | And just like a dog I was befriended |
| [02:58.30] | I was befriended |
| [03:03.50] | |
| [03:04.58] | Oh, oh, what a night |
| [03:07.24] | Oh, what a garden of delight |
| [03:09.24] | Even now that sweet memory lingers |
| [03:14.41] | I was playing my guitar |
| [03:16.72] | Lying underneath the stars |
| [03:19.17] | Just thanking the Lord |
| [03:21.30] | For my fingers |
| [03:23.90] | For my fingers |
| [03:29.45] | |
| [03:33.46] | I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... |
| [03:38.13] |