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Abraham

Upon a February morn\nA tiny baby boy was born\nAbraham, Abraham\nWhen he grew up this tiny babe\nFolks all called him Honest Abe\nAbraham, Abraham\nIn eighteen sixty, he became\nThe sixteenth president\nAnd now he’s in the hall of fame\nA most respected gent\nThat’s why we celebrate\nThis blessed February date\nAbraham, Abraham\nWhen black folks lived in slavery\nWho was it set the darkie free?\nAbraham, Abraham\nWhen trouble came down from the shelf\nWho’s heart was bigger than himself?\nAbraham, Abraham\nThe country’s going to the dogs\nThey shouted loud and long\nThen from a cabin made out of logs\nThe right man come along\nAnd that is why we celebrate\nThis blessed February date\nAbraham, Abraham\nThe U.S.A.'s united thanks\nTo one whose name was Nancy Hanks\nAbraham, Abraham\nShe gave this land the finest son\nWho ever went to Washington\nAbraham, Abraham\nSomeone told him General Grant\nWas drinking every night\nHe answered, «Go see if you can’t\nGet all my generals tight»\nThat’s why we celebrate\nThis blessed February date\nAbraham, Abraham\nThank the Lord for\nAbraham\nAbraham