Clutch (band) - Abraham Lincoln lyrics

Oh, Abraham Lincoln, carried across Ninth Street Oh, Abraham Lincoln, carried across Ninth Street The a**a**in, the coward, shot him in the head The a**a**in, the serpent, stuck 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**a**in, the coward, no grave for you The a**a**in, the actor, no applause for you