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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
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 motherfuckin' pator of the slaves
Yeah yeah yeah, emanci motherfuckin' pator of the slaves
Four score and seven years ago
Our forefathers brought forth upon this continent, a new nation
Conceived in liberty and dedicated to the one I love
Dedicated to the proposition that all men
All men, all men are created equal
Yeah yea yea yea
Happy birthday, Abie baby, happy birthday to you, yeah yeah
Happy birthday, Abie baby, happy birthday to you, yeah
Happy birthday, Abie baby, happy birthday to you, oww yeah
Happy birthday, Abie baby, happy birthday to you, bang