White House Blues

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McKinley hollered McKinley squalled
Doc said McKinley I can't find the cause
You're bound to die you're bound to die
Doc told the horse he'd throw down his rein
He said to the horse you gotta outrun the train
From Buffalo to Washington
The Doc came a-running he took off his specs
He said Mr. McKinley better cash in your checks
You've bound to die you're bound to die
Look here you rascal you see what you've done
You shot my husband and I've got your gun
I'm carrying you back to Washington
Roosevelt's in the White House he's doing his best
McKinley's in the graveyard he's taking his rest
He's gone for a long time