Abraham

Abraham

music and lyric by Irving Berlin

Upon a February morn a tiny baby boy was born---
Abraham, Abraham.
When he grew up, this tiny babe, the folks all called him Honest Abe---
Abraham, Abraham.

In eighteen sixty he became our sixteenth President,
And now he's in the Hall of Fame, a most respected gent...
And that is why we celebrate this blessed February date---
Abraham, Abraham.

When black folks lived in slavery, who was it set the negro free?
Abraham, Abraham.
When trouble came down from the shelf, whose heart was bigger than himself?
Abraham, Abraham.

"The country's going to the dogs!" they shouted loud and strong;
Then from a cabin made of logs the right man came along.
And that is why we celebrate this blessed February date===
Abraham, Abraham.

The U.S.A.'s united thanks to one whose name was Nancy Hanks---
Abraham, Abraham.
She gave this land the finest son who ever went to Washington---
Abraham, Abraham.

Someone told him Gen'ral Grant was drinking ev'ry night.
He answered, "Go see if you can't get all my gen'rals tight."
And that is why we celebrate this blessed February date---
Abraham, Abraham.