Oh, he’s the man for me.
Old Abe can maul, or he can thrash,
Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
He’ll give it to your Loco trash,
Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
Your two-faced man is naught to him,
E’en now his prospects are all dim,
Abe is the man, an honest man,
He is the man for me.
Abe is not rich in worldly goods,