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William killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops in and his weapon took from him
As rode him in custody down to the station
And William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who and all fears,
Take the rag away face.
Now ain't the for tears.
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high in the of Maryland,
Reacted to his with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag away from face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie 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 at the head of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And 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 the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William 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 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 in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And 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 warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for and repentance,
with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag deep in face
For now's the for your tears.
With a cane that he around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops in and his weapon took from him
As rode him in custody down to the station
And William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who and all fears,
Take the rag away face.
Now ain't the for tears.
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high in the of Maryland,
Reacted to his with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag away from face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie 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 at the head of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And 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 the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William 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 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 in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And 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 warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for and repentance,
with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag deep in face
For now's the for your tears.
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