White House Blues by Del McCoury Lyrics

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

He jumped on his horse, threw down the reins
He said to his horse, "You gotta outrun this train
From Buffalo to Washington"

The doc came a-runnin', he took out his specs
He said to McKinley, "Better cash in your checks
You're bound to die, you're bound to die"

"Now look here rascal, you see what you've done
You shot my husband I've got your gun
I'm carryin' you back to Washington"

Oh Roosevelt's in White House, he's doin' his best
McKinley's in the graveyard, he checking his rest
He be gone for a long time
Yeah, gone long time