Oh Abraham Lincoln carried across the street Oh Abraham Lincoln carried across the street The assassin, the coward shot him in the head The assassin, 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 in their heart From the table rips his chair Cross the people on the stairs Watch the limbs runnin' for All across the empty bar Oh Abraham Lincoln, buried him in his grave Oh Abraham Lincoln, buried him in his grave The assassin, the coward, no grave for you The assassin, the actor, no cross for you From the table rips his chair Cross the people on the stairs Watch the limbs runnin' for All across the empty bar
