THEY SAY WE STRAY FROM PLAYING STRAIGHT. 
WITH FEET OF CLAY TODAY LIKE WATERGATE. 
THE TIMES I FEAR I MIGHT AGREE: 
I PEER ON BACK TO 1863. 
 
ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
 
THEY SAY TO BE ASHAMED, BUT WAIT: 
FOR WHO –- YES, YOU! -- PROCLAIMED “EMANCIPATE!” 
THE DEMOCRAT HIGH HORSE JUST CAN’T 
COMBAT THE KARMA OF ULYSSES GRANT. 
 
ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
 
SO A DEADLINE COULD BE DRAWN, 
YOU PRETTY MUCH SAID: "BRING IT ON!" 
AND AS THE MAN OF “FOUR SCORE” 
YOU ALSO BEGAN A CIVIL WAR! 
 
WHEN FLIGHTY MOOSH FROM MR. BUSH 
INVITES A DISUNITING SORT OF PUSH. 
I HOLD TIGHT TO THIS MIGHTY PLUS: 
THE UNION QUIT ITS SPLIT BECAUSE OF US. 
 
ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
 
I GOT YOU TO READ AND NOTE  
WHEN I NEED AN ANTIDOTE. 
I GOT YOU AS EPILOGUE 
WHEN I'VE GOT TO WAG THE DOG. 
I GOT YOU REMINDING ME: 
HONESTY'S SPELLED "G.O.P." 
I GOT YOU, SOMETIMES I’VE THOUGHT: 
YOU’RE THE ONLY THING I’VE GOT... 
 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE. 
I GOT YOU ABE.