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The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll English Medium

by Bob Dylan

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William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he around his diamond finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize 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
a farm of six hundred acres
rich wealthy who provide and him
And high relations in the of Maryland,
Reacted to his deed a shrug of his shoulders
And words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a matter of on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
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 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 cleaned up all the food from the table
And the ashtrays on a level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize and criticize all fears,
the rag away your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

In the of honor, the pounded his gavel
To show that all's and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the 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,
at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he through his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize and criticize all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the for your tears.
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