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The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll Music Lyrics

Mason Jennings

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William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll

With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger

At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'



And the cops were brought in and his weapon took from him

As they rode him in custody down to the station

And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder



Oh, but you who philosophize

Disgrace and criticize all fears

Take the rag away from your face

Now ain't the time for your tears



William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years

Owns a tobacco farm, six hundred acres

With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him

And high office relations in the politics of Maryland



Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders

And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling

In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking



Oh, but you who philosophize

Disgrace and criticize all fears

Take the rag away from your face

Now ain't the time for your tears



Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen

She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children

Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage

And never sat once at the head of the table



And didn't even talk to the people at the table

Who just cleaned up all the food from the table

And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level

Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane



That sailed through the air and came down through the room

Doomed and determined to destroy all these gentle

And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger



Oh, but you who philosophize

Disgrace and criticize all fears

Take the rag away from your face

Now ain't the time for your tears



In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel

To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level

And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded

And that even the nobles get properly handled



Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em

And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom

Stared at the person who killed for no reason

Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'



And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished

And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance

William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence



Oh, but you who philosophize

Disgrace and criticize all fears

Bury the rag deep in your face

Now's the time for your tears

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