Let’s go see Old Abe Sitting in the marble and the moon… Sitting lonely in the marble and t… Quiet for ten thousand centuries,… Quiet for a million, million years…

Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry—go—round, Mister, cause I want to ride? Down South where I come from White and colored

We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark

I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams

I was so sick last night I Didn’t hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn’t know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that

Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt

2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be