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Artist:Hair Soundtrack
Taken from the album Miscellaneous by Hair Soundtrack
Album:Miscellaneous
Track:Abie Baby
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Views:530
 
Lyrics:Yes, I's finished on y'all farm land with yo' boll weevils and all,
and pluckin' y'all's
chickens, fryin' mother's oats in grease. I's
free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln,
emancipator of the slaves.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, emanci-mother-fuckin-pator of the slaves.


Four score
I said four score and seven years ago
Oh sock it to 'em baby, you're
sounding better all the time!
Our forefathers, I mean all our forefathers
Brought forth
upon this here continent a new nation
Concieved, conceived like we all was
In liberty, and
dedicated to the one I love
I mean dedicated to the proposition
That all men, honey, I
tell you all men
Are created equal

Happy birthday, Abie baby,
Happy birthday
to you
Happy birthday, Abie baby,
Happy birthday to you
Bang!
Bang? Ha ha. Shit,
I'm not dying for no white man.
(Tell it like it is, baby.)
 
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