Look around
What's that you found?
A penny lying right on the ground.
That's where it will stay
probably all day.
'Cause what can a penny buy?
Used to collect them
put 'em in a jar.
'Cause pennies used to go pretty far.
Now they're just weight in my pocketbook.
So just pass it by
don't even look
To see if it's heads
or tails that's showing.
Poor Old Abe, he's not even knowing
people don't even pick him up anymore.
They just pass him by
like the freedom he wore.
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