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i Roosevelt's in the White House, doing the best, McKinley in the graveyard, taking his rest, He's gone a long old time.
2 "Look a-here, little children, now don't you fret, You'll draw a pension at your papa's death." From Buffalo to Washington.
3 He said, "There's one thing that's grieved my mind, That is to die and leave my poor wife behind.
I'm gone a long old time."
4 "Look a-here, you rascal, and see what you've done,
You've shot my husband and I've got no gun." From Buffalo to Washington.
5 He jumped on his horse, and he tore down through Maine, Says to that horse, "You've got to outrun that train, From Buffalo to Washington."
6 Standing at the station, lookin' at the time, Number Five runnin' by at half past nine, From Buffalo to Washington.
7 Yonder comes the train running down the line, Blowing at every station, McKinley is dying, Hard times, hard times.
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