| Song | Abraham Lincoln |
| Artist | Clutch |
| Album | Strange Cousins from the West |
| 作曲 : Clutch | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln carried across the street | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln carried across the street | |
| The assassin, the coward shot him in the head | |
| The assassin, the serpent struck 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 in their heart | |
| From the table rips his chair | |
| Cross the people on the stairs | |
| Watch the limbs runnin' for | |
| All across the empty bar | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln, buried him in his grave | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln, buried him in his grave | |
| The assassin, the coward, no grave for you | |
| The assassin, the actor, no cross for you | |
| From the table rips his chair | |
| Cross the people on the stairs | |
| Watch the limbs runnin' for | |
| All across the empty bar |
| zuò qǔ : Clutch | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln carried across the street | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln carried across the street | |
| The assassin, the coward shot him in the head | |
| The assassin, the serpent struck 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 in their heart | |
| From the table rips his chair | |
| Cross the people on the stairs | |
| Watch the limbs runnin' for | |
| All across the empty bar | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln, buried him in his grave | |
| Oh Abraham | |
| Lincoln, buried him in his grave | |
| The assassin, the coward, no grave for you | |
| The assassin, the actor, no cross for you | |
| From the table rips his chair | |
| Cross the people on the stairs | |
| Watch the limbs runnin' for | |
| All across the empty bar |