Chords for Young Abe Lincoln (Make a Tall, Tall Man) - Johnny Horton

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Well, he lived in a cabin [Bb] way down [F] by the creek.
He ran through the [Bb] dust into his bare [F]
[Bb] feet.
But they didn't know [F] that one fine day [Eb] that he would rule [F] this USA [Bb] and be the best leader in [F] all the [Bb] land.
Yes, young Abel, he could make a tall, [F] tall [Bb] man.
Young Abel, he could make a [F] tall, tall man. _ _ _ _ _
He walked many miles [Bb] to school [F] every day, and no kind of weather [Bb] could keep him [F]
[Bb] away.
Learning to read [F] and learning to write, [Bb] he whipped any man [F] in a wrestling fight.
[Bb] He whipped many of them with [F] just one [Bb] hand.
Yes, young Abel, he could make a tall, tall [F] man.
[Bb] Young Abel, he could make a tall, [F] tall man. _ _ _ _ _
Now he was admitted [Bb] to the [F] lawyer's bar.
People seeked his help [Bb] from near and far.
He could talk a country mile in [F] an old court room, [Bb] make a man laugh [F] whose life was doomed.
[Bb] He out-talked Douglas [F] or Fancy Dan.
[Bb] Yes, young Abel, he could make a tall, [F] tall man.
[Bb] Young Abel, he could make [F] a tall, tall man. _ _ _ _ _
He had a big war [Bb] while he was [F] president. _
_ Finally won [Bb] with a U [F].S. grant.
[Bb] He heard both [C] sides of the [F] battle cry.
[Bb] Hated to see those [F] soldiers die.
[Bb] He hated to fight his [F] own Southland.
[Bb] Yes, young Abel, he could make a tall, tall [F] man.
[Bb] Young Abel, he could make a tall, [F] tall man.
[Bb] Yes, young Abel, he could make a tall, tall [F] man. _ _ _ _
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