McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled Doc said to 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, 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, 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, long time Look here, little children, (don't) 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 a-dying It's hard times, hard times Look-it here you rascal, you see what you've done You've shot my husband with that Iver-Johnson gun Carry me 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 a-running, takes off his specs Said "Mr McKinley, better pass in your checks You're bound to die, bound to die"
[00:15.49]McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled [00:19.73]Doc said to McKinley, "I can't find that ball", [00:25.75]From Buffalo to Washington [00:28.54]Roosevelt in the White House, he's doing his best [00:32.78]McKinley in the graveyard, he's taking his rest [00:36.63]He's gone a long, long time [00:41.28]Hush up, little children, now don't you fret [00:45.27]You'll draw a pension at your papa's death [00:48.94]From Buffalo to Washington [00:53.59]Roosevelt in the White House drinking out of a silver cup [00:57.60]McKinley in the graveyard, he'll never wake up [01:01.34]He's gone a long, long time [01:06.16]Ain't but one thing that grieves my mind [01:09.66]That is to die and leave my poor wife behind [01:13.46]I'm gone a long, long time [01:17.99]Look here, little children, (don't) waste your breath [01:21.82]You'll draw a pension at your papa's death [01:25.41]From Buffalo to Washington [01:41.92]Standing at the station just looking at the time [01:45.75]See if I could run it by half past nine [01:49.37]From Buffalo to Washington [01:53.81]Came the train, she's just on time [01:57.57]She run a thousand miles from eight o'clock 'till nine, [02:01.10]From Buffalo to Washington [02:05.61]Yonder comes the train, she's coming down the line [02:09.42]Blowing in every station Mr. McKinley's a-dying [02:13.16]It's hard times, hard times [02:29.40]Look-it here you rascal, you see what you've done [02:32.95]You've shot my husband with that Iver-Johnson gun [02:36.62]Carry me back to Washington [02:41.00]Doc's on the horse, he tore down his rein [02:44.79]Said to that horse, "You've got to outrun this train" [02:48.21]From Buffalo to Washington [02:52.71]Doc come a-running, takes off his specs [02:56.44]Said "Mr McKinley, better pass in your checks [02:59.95]You're bound to die, bound to die" [03:02.31]
