โหลดเพลง mp3 Lincoln Park Inn - Bobby Bare

Lincoln Park Inn - Bobby Bare
My name's in the paper

Where I took the Boy Scouts to hike

My hands are all dirty from
Working on my little boys bike

The preacher came by and
I talked for a minute with him

My wife's in the kitchen and
Margie is 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 minds on a number and
Margie is at the Lincoln Park Inn

Next Sunday it's my turn to speak
To the young peoples' class

And they expect answers to all
The questions they ask

What would they say if I spoke
On a modern day sin

And all of the Margies and all
Of the Lincoln Park Inns

The bike is all fixed and my little
Boys in bed asleep

His little warm puppy is curled
In a ball at my feet

My wife's baking cookies to feed
To the bridge club again

I'm almost out of cigarettes and
Margie is at the Lincoln Park Inn

And I know why she's there