Hair Musical - Abie Baby Lyrics

2009 Broadway revival
Hair the Musical - Abie Baby Lyrics

Yes, I's finished on y'all farm land with yo' boll weevils and all,
and pluckin' y'all's chickens, fryin' mother's oats in grease. I's
free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln, emancipator of the slaves.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, emanci-mother-fuckin-pator of the slaves.

Four score
I said four score and seven years ago
Oh sock it to 'em baby, you're sounding better all the time!
Our forefathers, I mean all our forefathers
Brought forth upon this here continent a new nation
Concieved, conceived like we all was
In liberty, and dedicated to the one I love
I mean dedicated to the proposition
That all men, honey, I tell you all men
Are created equal

Happy birthday, Abie baby,
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, Abie baby,
Happy birthday to you
Bang!
Bang? Ha ha. Shit, I'm not dying for no white man.
(Tell it like it is, baby.)


Other Songs: Hair the Musical Lyrics

Hair the Musical Songs Lyrics

SYNOPSIS
Aquarius
Donna
Hashish
Sodomy
Colored Spade
Manchester England
I'm Black
Ain't Got No
I Believe In Love
Ain't Got No (Reprise)
Air
Initials
I Got Life
Going Down
Hair
My Conviction
Easy to Be Hard
Don't Put It Down
Hare Krishna/ Be-In
Where Do I Go?
Electric Blues
Oh Great God Of Power/Manchester England (Reprise)
Black Boys
White Boys
Walking in Space
Yes I's Finished On Y'All's Farmlands
Abie Baby
Give Up All Desires/Hail Mary/Roll Call
Three-Five-Zero-Zero
What a Piece of Work Is Man
Good Morning Starshine
Aquarius Goodnights/Ain't Got No/Yip Up The Sun
Bed
Flesh Failures