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Song to Abe Lincoln Roky Erickson
GWe are all so sDpecial some don't Emrealize, others realBize it
Cbut we won't forGget or miss you we sDent you out of the hive.
GTrapped in the Dwoods thinking no one Emknows of your goodB
Chidden behind poGorness Dwritten off, we see you.
We will Emseek you out, we will Bfind you we will Cstand completely behiGnd you
you Cmay have been poor, Abe GLincoln but you're a Dgenius to the WhiteG House.
GHidden in the Ddust of neEmver having beeBn Cwe can pick it Gup
save you fDrom unrecognized sin. GBuried in the Ddust, bEmuried in old bBooks
Cburied in old clGothes, buriDed in dirty looks.
We will sEmeek you out, we will fBind you we will sCtand completely behGind you
you Cmay have been poor, Abe GLincoln but you're a Dgenius to the WhGite House.
BNever will you reach out to fEmind nothing there B
Bfrowning thought never to be found Aof you we are awarDe.
GHidden in a log caDbin Emthat's how we aBll are
untCil someone loGves you
Dyou're missed be clinked once behind bars. GSomething more calls yoDu
to seEmnse something unseBnsible yet so sensCible so sensibGle
'neath a speDcial stone unturned, unfencible.
We will Emseek you out, we will Bfind you we will Cstand completely behiGnd you
you Cmay have been poor, Abe GLincoln but you're a Dgenius to the WGhite House. (--repeat chorus twice more)
...White House, White House.