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Margie's At The Lincoln Park Inn

In the style of

Bobby Bare

Lyrics

my name's in
the paper
where i took
the boy scouts to hike
my hands are all dirty
from workin' on
my little boy's bike

the preacher came by
and i talked for
a minute with him
my wife's in
the kitchen
and margie's at
the lincoln park inn

and i know why
she's there
i've been there before
but i made a promise
that i wouldn't
cheat anymore

i try to ignore it
but i know she's
in there my friend
my mind's on a number
and margie's at
the lincoln park inn

next sunday
it's my turn to speak
to the young
people's class
and they
expect answers
to all of
the questions they ask

what would they say
if i spoke on
a modern-day sin
and all of the margies
at all of
the lincoln park inns

the bike is all fixed
and my little boy is
in bed asleep
his little ol' puppy
is curled in a ball at
my feet

my wife's
bakin' cookies
to feed to
the bridge club again

i'm almost out
of cigarettes
and margie's at
the lincoln park inn
and i know why
she's there

Details

  • Duration : 3:18
  • Key : G
  • Genre : Country
  • Year released : 1969
  • Language : English

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