Whitehouse Blues

歌詞

Well, pistol fires, McKinley falls Doc says, "McKinley, I can't find that ball" In Buffalo to Washington Zolgotz, Zolgotz you done him wrong You shot McKinley while he's walkin' along In Buffalo, Buffalo Well, Doc had a horse and it tore down through men He said to that horse, "You better outrun this train" From Buffalo to Washington Yeah, Doc come a-running and he tore off his specs He said, "Mr. McKinley, done cashed in your checks You're bound to die, you're bound to die" McKinley he hollered, McKinley he squalled The doc say, "McKinley, I can't find that ball" In Buffalo to Washington Look here, little rascal, just look what you've done You shot my husband with that Ivor Johnstone gun I'm talkin' you back to Well hush up, little children, don't you fret You'll draw a pension off your poor papa's death He's gonna be gone a long ol' time Roosevelt in the White House, he's doing his best McKinley's in the graveyard, he's taking a rest He's gonna be gone a long ol' time Roosevelt in the White House he's drinking out of a silver cup McKinley's in the graveyard, he'll never wake up He's gonna be gone a long ol' time Here we go!