New White House Blues

[Verse 1]
McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
Doc said “McKinley, I can't find the ball
You’re bound to die, you’re bound to die"

[Verse 2]
Look here you rascal, see what you've done
You've shot my husband with that Iver Johnson gun
I’m taking you back to Washington

[Verse 3]
Just got the word that the man who’s to blame
Is the anarchist from Detroit and Czolgosz is his name
We’re taking him back to Washington

[Verse 4]
Doc came running, took off his specs
Said "Mr McKinley, better cash in your checks
You're bound to die, bound to die"

[Verse 5]
There comes the train, ninety coaches long
Runs a hundred miles from еight o'clock 'till nine
From Buffalo to Washington

[Verse 6]
Hush up little children, don’t you wail
Wе’re gonna get Roosevelt, could’ve been a quail
Buffalo to Washington

[Verse 7]
Roosevelt’s in the White House, doing his best
McKinley in the graveyard, taking in his rest
He's gone, McKinley’s gone

[Verse 8]
Roosevelt’s in the White House drinking from a silver cup
McKinley’s in the graveyard, never wakin’ up
He's gone, long gone