white house blues

• charlie poole şarkısı, sözleri de şöyle:
  mckinley^* hollered, mckinley squalled
  doc said to mckinley, "ı 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
  ı'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 ı 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
  ıt's hard times, hard times
  look-it here you rascal, you see what you've done
  you've shot my husband with that ıver-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"