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Mr. Lincoln where you been

You are just a penny in my hand

You’re scratched and worn

And I see that you were born in '33

It’s got me thinkin' bout the things

That you have seen

You saw the great depression hit

You were like a million dollars then

You might have been

In the pocket of a soldier at Pearl Harbor

Or in a cobblestone fountain neath the water

Sweet Liberty

I’m trustin' in my Maker

Mr. Lincoln

I don’t think that I can save ya

But you’ll go down in history

And this day belongs to me

Mr. Lincoln it might be

That you’ve passed through the hands of

Saints and thieves

Oh did you pay

For the things that went to rebuild Oklahoma

Have you been dropped into a box to

Help the homeless

You look so stern and so official

If you don’t mind I’m gonna make a wish I’ll

Toss you away

And remind myself how lucky I am

‘Cause I just held the whole world in my hand

There’s been talk for years about Congress doing away with the penny.

In an age that worships the Benjamin, it’s good to give old Honest Abe his due.

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