(Sleepy John Estes) Late one Friday evening everybody was sad We lost the best president we ever had But he's gone home, gone back home He's staying away too long Rode from town to town holdin' up for our rights Some low down rascal took the President's life But he's gone home, gone back home He's staying away too long Mrs. Kennedy got a mansion on the Island, stayed 9 months, all she'd be She have another mansion, soon as she reach Washington, D.C. But he's gone home, gone back home He's staying away too long Everybody votes, they don't know what's goin' on If Goldwater get it, we won't have no home But he's gone home, gone back home He's staying away too long While horses and cars all in a row I think Mr. Kennedy have a right to this long white robe But he's gone home, gone back home He's staying away too long