Lyrics:

Yes, I's finished on y'all's farm lands
With yo' boll weevils and all
Pluckin' y'all's chickens
Fryin' mother's oats in grease
I's free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln
Emancipator of the slave
Yes, I's finished on y'all's farm lands
With yo' boll weevils and all
Pluckin' y'all's chickens
Fryin' mother's oats in grease
I's free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln
Emancipator of the slave
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Emanci-mother-fuckin-pator of the slave
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Emanci-mother-fuckin-pator of the slave

Fourscore 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, yeah)
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 (oh, yeah)
Happy birthday, Abie baby
Happy birthday to you
Bang!