From the 1962 musical “Mr. President”
Words and music by Irving Berlin
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- It gets lonely in the White House
When your cares begin
And the White House is a big place
To be lonely in
When you’re all alone there staring into space
And you wish the man you ran against
Could be there in your place
It gets lonely in the White House
When you’ve been attacked
By the loyal opposition getting in the act
If you make the wrong decision
When the final chips are down
The White House is the loneliest place in town - It gets lonely in the White House
When you’re sitting there
And you have to do your thinking
In a rocking chair
When some exercise
Would keep you feeling well
But a journey to the golf course
And the country’s gone to hell
When the budget isn’t balanced
And you’re in the red
And you feel it would be better
To be dead than red
When your speech is optimistic
But the stocks keep tumblin’ down
The White House is the loneliest place in town
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: