White House Blues

Well McKinley hollered , McKinley squalled
Doc said McKinley I can't find the cause
You're bound to die, you're bound to die

He jumped on his horse and pulled on the mane
Said to the horse you gotta outrun the train
From Buffalo to Washington

Look here, you rascal see what you've done
You shot my husband and I've got your gun
You can’t get back to Washington

Well, Roosevelt's in the White House, doing his best
McKinley's in the graveyard taking his rest
He's gone, long gone