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White House Blues - Woody Guthrie
Mckinley hollered

Mckinley squalled

Doc said my mckinley
I can't find that ball from buffalo

To Washington

Roosevelt in the white house
He's doing his best

Mckinley in the graveyard
He's taking his rest

He's gone

A long time

Hush up little children
Now don't you fret

You'll draw a pension at your papa's death
From buffalo

To Washington

Roosevelt in the white house drinking out of a silver cup

Mckinley in the graveyard he'll never wake up

He's gone

A long time

Ain't but one thing that grieves my mind

That is to die and leave my poor wife behind
I'm gone

A long time

Look here little children

Waste your breath

You'll draw a pension at your papa's death
From buffalo

To Washington

Standing at the station just looking at the time
See if I could run it by half past nine
From buffalo

To Washington

Came the train she's just on time

She run a thousand miles from eight o'clock 'till nine
From buffalo

To Washington

Yonder comes the train she's coming down the line

Blowing in every station Mr mckinley's adying
It's hard times

Hard times

Lookit here you rascal you see what you've done

You've shot my husband with that iver johnson gun
Get back

To Washington

Doc's on the horse

He tore down his rein

Said to that horse you've got to outrun this train
From buffalo

To Washington

Doc come arunning

Takes off his specs

Said Mr mckinley better pass in your checks
You're bound to die

Bound to die