Mr. Garfield

Me and my brother was down close to the depot

When I heard the report of a pistol

I hollered, "I wonder what was that!"

He run out and come back and he said

"That was a report of a pistol"

And I thought I was gonna faint when he said it

"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down

Mr. Garfield's been shot down low"

Lord, I knew the President was supposed to be down the depot that day

But I just wouldn't let myself believe that he'd been shot

Me and my bother run out there and everybody was all confused

And hollering' and running' round

And I stepped up to this one lady and I said that

"Ma'am what was it really that happened Ma'am?", and she said that

"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down

Mr. Garfield's been shot down low"

Well, it looked like everybody felt just about as bad as I did

Everybody started drift off to home

Me and my brother did too

Then a few weeks later, I heard that the President was still alive

So I told my brother, I said, "Hey let's get on a train

And go to that Big House up there and see how the President is"

"Let's go up there to where he's laid up hurt and sick we'd see him"

So we went on up there and that big White House

And there was a soldier boy standin' round upside, outside

And, I sidled up to him and I said to that soldier boy

I said "Who was it that did it?

Who was it that shot the President?"

And he said that, "It was Charlie Guiteau that shot Mr. Garfield"

And I said, "Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man, good man

Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man low

Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man, good man"

That soldier boy said that

Miss Lucretia Garfield was always at his bedside

In the heat of the day fannin' him when he was hot

And he said just that mornin' that he had been at the window

And he'd overheard Miss Lucretia and Mr. Garfield talkin'

And Mr Garfield said, "Crete, honey", he called her Crete

He said, "Crete, honey, if somethin' worse would happens to me"