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William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he around his diamond finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who 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 of six hundred acres
rich wealthy who provide and protect him
And office relations in the 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 on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who the dishes and out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
In the of honor, the judge his gavel
To show that all's equal and 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 of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who to be feelin' way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, most and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for and repentance,
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who disgrace and all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
With a cane that he around his diamond finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who 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 of six hundred acres
rich wealthy who provide and protect him
And office relations in the 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 on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who the dishes and out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
In the of honor, the judge his gavel
To show that all's equal and 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 of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who to be feelin' way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, most and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for and repentance,
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who disgrace and all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
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