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William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane he twirled around his diamond finger
At a Baltimore hotel gath'rin'.
And the cops called in and his from him
As rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away from face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
to his with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one old and gave to ten children
Who carried the dishes 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 the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That through the air and down through the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she done nothing to Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize disgrace 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 all's equal and that 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 the cops have chased and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
at the who for no reason
Who just to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for and repentance,
William Zanzinger a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
With a cane he twirled around his diamond finger
At a Baltimore hotel gath'rin'.
And the cops called in and his from him
As rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away from face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
to his with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one old and gave to ten children
Who carried the dishes 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 the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That through the air and down through the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she done nothing to Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize disgrace 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 all's equal and that 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 the cops have chased and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
at the who for no reason
Who just to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for and repentance,
William Zanzinger a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
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