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Kishore Kumar Hits — Flatt & Scruggs - McKinley's Gone текст песни

Исполнитель: Flatt & Scruggs

альбом: Folk Songs Of Our Land

McKinley's Gone
Now look here, you rascal, you see what you've done
You shot my husband with Iver Johnson's gun
Carrying me back to Washington
He jumped on his horse, he'd throw down to rein
He said to the horse you gotta outrun this train
From Buffalo to Washington
The doc come a-running, he took off his specs
Said "Mr. McKinley better cash in your checks
You'll be gone, a long, long time
McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
Doc said "McKinley I can't find the ball
You're bound to die, you're bound to die
Now hush up your children don't you fret
You draw a pension if your pop is dead
I'll be gone a long, long time
I just want to think to squeeze my mind
That is my diary before I'm behind
I'm bound to die, I'm bound to die
Standing at the station, looking at the time
And the trains due in at half past nine
From Buffalo to Washington
Yonder comes the train, she's coming down the line
Going down every station, Mr. McKinley is dying
It's hard time, it's hard time
Now, Roosevelt's in the White House, drinking out of silver cup
McKinley's in the graveyard, he'll never wake up
He's gone, he's gone

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