Mr. McKinley (x0403x)he didn't do no wro ng
Ro de on in to Buffa lo but he didn't stay too long
Hard times, hard time s, hard times
The people all can running round to see what had been done
You have shot the president down with your Ivor Johnson gun
Hard times, hard times, hard times
The train oh the train, running on down the line
Blowin at every station, McKinley is a dyin
Hard times, hard times, hard times
The train oh the train, running on down the track
Taking him to the graveyard but it will not bring him back
Hard times, hard times, hard times
Now Roosevelt's in the White House drinking out of a silver cup
And Mckinley's in the graveyard and he never will get up
Hard times, hard times, hard times
Rooselvelt's in the White House, he's doin his best
And McKinley's in the grave yard takin his rest
Hard times, hard times, hard times