Lyrics and translation The Del McCoury Band - White House Blues

White House Blues

McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
Doc said, "Mr. McKinley I can't find the 'cause
You're bound to die, you're bound to die"
He jumped on his horse, threw down the reins
He said to his horse, "You gotta outrun this train
From Buffalo to Washington"
The doc came a-runnin', he took out his specs
He said to McKinley, "Better cash in your checks
You're bound to die, you're bound to die"
"Now look here rascal, you see what you've done
You shot my husband I've got your gun
I'm carryin' you back to Washington"
Oh Roosevelt's in White House, he's doin' his best
McKinley's in the graveyard, he checking his rest
He be gone for a long time
Yeah, gone long time

White House Blues

McKinley a crié, McKinley a hurlé
Le médecin a dit: "M. McKinley, je ne trouve pas la cause
Tu vas mourir, tu vas mourir"
Il a sauté sur son cheval, a lâché les rênes
Il a dit à son cheval: "Tu dois dépasser ce train
De Buffalo à Washington"
Le médecin est arrivé en courant, il a sorti ses lunettes
Il a dit à McKinley: "Mieux vaut encaisser tes chèques
Tu vas mourir, tu vas mourir"
“Maintenant, regarde bien, coquin, tu vois ce que tu as fait
Tu as tiré sur mon mari, j'ai ton arme
Je t'emmène à Washington"
Oh Roosevelt est à la Maison Blanche, il fait de son mieux
McKinley est au cimetière, il se repose
Il sera parti longtemps
Oui, parti longtemps