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    "Margie's At the Lincoln Park Inn" Lyrics

    Mel Tillis

    (Tom T. Hall)

    My name's in the paper where I took the boy scouts to hike
    My hands're all dirty from working 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 her a promise that I wouldn't cheat anymore
    I tried 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
    Oh, 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's in bed asleep
    And his little 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's at the Lincoln Park Inn.

    And I know why she's there...
    This song was submitted on August 30th, 2006 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Tom T. Hall.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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