By God, then, is John Booth crazy?
It all seems a dream-a wild dream
The President's case is hopeless
Arrest every man, woman, or child attempting to pass
A singular combination of gravity and joy
He wanted to be loved of the southern people
The man of genius in the Booth family
My profession, my name, is my passport
I have a greater speculation...they won't laugh at
You can be the leader...but not my executioner
There is going to be some splendid acting tonight
I believe he would have murdered us, every one
Let the stain of innocent blood be removed from the land
These people around here contradict each other so much
Nothing short of a miracle can save their lives.
