Well you rock my soul Down in the bosom of Abraham Rock, rock, rock down in the bosom of Abraham He rocks my soul down in the bosom of Abraham Well a
de nos pA?res Avant de partir Juste une autre vie sauvée de l'oubli Gravée bien mieux que par une larme Dans la mémoire d'Abraham
l'ordre des choses et de nos peres Avant de partir Juste une autre vie sauvee de l'oubli Gravee bien mieux que par une lame Dans la memoire d'Abraham
know I know I know Abraham, Abraham I know I know I know Abraham, Abraham I know I know I know Abraham, Abraham I know I know I know Abraham, Abraham
Abraham Lincoln, Kind and true, You did the best A man could do, With your example, We will, too.
Waffle of the ancients way too much of bobby laying in the gutter Abraham Lincoln Beard
Wilford Brimley Sandwich Snowmobile of Franklin Ninja Force 5000 Abraham Lincoln Beard
Children of Abraham, what's your story? Killing each other for a piece of land Children of Abraham, this ain't glory You've got to walk together hand
Well I guess it would be nice If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has gotta body like me But I gotta think twice Before I give my heart away
de l'oubli Gravee bien mieux que par une lame Dans la memoire d'abraham Just another life saved from forgetfulness Graved well better than with a sword In abraham
he lifted it up in the name of the Lord And many waited for the new revelation They are ready to go, they're going home And the rivers of Abraham are
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,
faith receive The blessing of Abraham Wherever you are, where er' you go Whatever you touch is anointed to grow You are the seed by faith receive The blessing of Abraham
Abraham, worth a righteous one Take up on the wood, put it on your son Lake or lamb, there is none to harm When the angel came, you had raised your arm
And there ain't no place in this world for these kids to go Cause it's a hard life wherever you go Has anybody here seen my old friend Abraham, Can
Upon a February morn A tiny baby boy was born Abraham, Abraham When he grew up this tiny babe Folks all called him Honest Abe Abraham, Abraham In eighteen
Abraham, worth a righteous one. Take up on the wood, put it on your son. Lake or lamb. There is none to harm. When the angel came, you had raised
As I walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things But happiness is just an illusion Filled with sadness and confusion What becomes of