Oh, Abraham Lincoln, carried across Ninth Street.
Oh, Abraham Lincoln, carried across that Street.
The a**assin, the coward, shot him in the head.
The a**assin, the serpent, struck him then he fled.
Oh, many, many, many, people gather to hear the word.
Oh, many, many, many, people tremble at what they've heard.
Snickering drunkards from cover of dark.
Treachery's their master. Murder is their art.
From the temple grips his chair.
Watch the people climb the stairs.
Watch the leaves grow then fall
Blow across the empty mall.
Oh, Abraham Lincoln, buried and in his grave.
Oh, Abraham Lincoln, buried and in his grave.
The a**assin, the coward, no grave for you.
The a**assin, the actor, no applause for you.
From the temple grips his chair.
Watch the people climb the stairs.
Watch the leaves grow then fall
Blow across the empty mall.
Oh, Abraham Lincoln, carried across that Street.
The a**assin, the coward, shot him in the head.
The a**assin, the serpent, struck him then he fled.
Oh, many, many, many, people gather to hear the word.
Oh, many, many, many, people tremble at what they've heard.
Snickering drunkards from cover of dark.
Treachery's their master. Murder is their art.
From the temple grips his chair.
Watch the people climb the stairs.
Watch the leaves grow then fall
Blow across the empty mall.
Oh, Abraham Lincoln, buried and in his grave.
Oh, Abraham Lincoln, buried and in his grave.
The a**assin, the coward, no grave for you.
The a**assin, the actor, no applause for you.
From the temple grips his chair.
Watch the people climb the stairs.
Watch the leaves grow then fall
Blow across the empty mall.