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Verse 1
They (D major) tell the story, about that train,
that Abraham Lin (G major) coln was
not on that train,
when that train (A major) started,
on his trip that day, where was it,
he was down in Alabama, (D major) (G major) (D major) miles away.
In 1863, (G major) (D major) when John Wilkinson
Booth (G major) shot Abraham Lincoln,
the news went around the
world from Washington.
(D major) They carried the news from Washington
that Abraham Lin (G major) coln's
time had come.
John Wilkinson Boone,
John (C major) Lincoln (A major) dead,
with a pistol bled (G major) (D major) to the (A major) (D major) head
Lady Maham Lincoln,
before he went down,
he (G major) told him this
You may bury me in the east,
you may bury me in the west
But I'll (D major) hear that trumpet
sound (G major) in the morning
Yes, (D major) yes, in the morning,
this evening,
brothers and sisters,
I (G major) come to you in a holiness
(D major) manner
to tell you just how he died.
Yes, he died, he's dead.
He was lying there (G major) in his
(D major) blood on the ground,
covering the ground.
And while he was lying there,
the sun rose and recognized him
and (G major) closed his step inside,
closed and went (D major) down.
Yes, (G major) and the sun went down,
and he went down in the morning, (D major) yes,
and while he was lying there,
seven angels leaped
over the battlements of glory
(G major) and come down to get (D major) him.
Ah, just when they got near him, he rose.
Ah, he rose and walked back
down among us.
Praise God,
he walked (G major) back down among his (D major) people.
Oh, we got a new land.
We got a new land.
We got a new land.
It ain't no riding horse down
there with no whip.
It ain't no bagpipers down there.
No liars can go, and no cheaters can go,
it's no debit to detain us,
and no hard cash
to bring us back.
Ain't we got a new land?
Ain't we got a new land? (G major)
(D major) Ain't we got a new land?
He said you may bury me in the east,
you may bury me in the west,
but I'll hear that trumpet sound
in the morn (G major) ing.
(D major) That it's a news from Washington,
that it is a Hamlin (G major) gun,
time had come,
gone with the booze, (A major)
shot a Lincoln dead,
with a filter blast (D major) to the head.
Abraham Lincoln
Lead Belly
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