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William Zanzinger poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he around his diamond finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops called in and his weapon from him
As they rode him in custody to the station
And booked William for first-degree murder.
But you who disgrace and criticize all fears,
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 of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy who provide and protect him
And high office in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his 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 time for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and to ten children
Who the and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the from the table
And the ashtrays on a whole level,
Got killed by a blow, lay by a cane
That the air and came down the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she done nothing to William Zanzinger.
But you who disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag 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 are on the level
And that the in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops chased and '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 his cloak, most 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
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 called in and his weapon from him
As they rode him in custody to the station
And booked William for first-degree murder.
But you who disgrace and criticize all fears,
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 of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy who provide and protect him
And high office in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his 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 time for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and to ten children
Who the and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the from the table
And the ashtrays on a whole level,
Got killed by a blow, lay by a cane
That the air and came down the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she done nothing to William Zanzinger.
But you who disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag 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 are on the level
And that the in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops chased and '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 his cloak, most 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
For now's the time for your tears.
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