G
McKinley hollered , McKinley squalled
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Doc said "McKinley I can't find the cause
                D                   G
You're bound to die, you're bound to die"

G
Doc told the horse, he'd throw down his rein
C                              G
He said to the horse you gotta outrun this train
     D                    G
From Buffalo to Washington


G
The doc came a-running, he took off his specs
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Said "Mr Mckinley better cash in your checks
                 D                      G
You've bound to die, you're bound to die"


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Look here, you rascal, you see what you've done
C                         G
Shot down my husband and I've got your gun
                  D                  G
I'm carrying you back, to Washington


G
Well, Roosevelt's in the White House, doing his best
 C                           G
McKinley's in the graveyard taking his rest
      D                   G
He's gone, for a long time