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William Zanzinger killed Hattie Carroll
With a cane he around his diamond ring finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were in and his took from him
As they him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco of six hundred acres
rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his 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.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag from your face.
Now ain't the for tears.
Hattie Carroll was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat 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 the on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed the air and came down through the room,
and to destroy all the gentle.
And she done to William Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize 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 and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't and persuaded
And that even the get properly handled
that the 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 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 a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
With a cane he around his diamond ring finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were in and his took from him
As they him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco of six hundred acres
rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his 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.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag from your face.
Now ain't the for tears.
Hattie Carroll was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat 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 the on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed the air and came down through the room,
and to destroy all the gentle.
And she done to William Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize 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 and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't and persuaded
And that even the get properly handled
that the 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 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 a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
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