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Zanzinger killed poor Carroll
With a that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were in and his weapon him
As they rode 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 from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a farm of six hundred acres
With wealthy who and protect him
And high relations in the politics 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 of minutes on was out walking.
But you who philosophize and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from face.
Now ain't the for your 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 once at the of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table
Who just up all the food the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole level,
Got 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 never done nothing 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 ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased and caught 'em
And that the 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, and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who disgrace and all fears,
the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
With a that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were in and his weapon him
As they rode 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 from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a farm of six hundred acres
With wealthy who and protect him
And high relations in the politics 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 of minutes on was out walking.
But you who philosophize and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from face.
Now ain't the for your 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 once at the of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table
Who just up all the food the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole level,
Got 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 never done nothing 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 ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased and caught 'em
And that the 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, and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who disgrace and all fears,
the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
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