[00:00.88]William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
[00:05.82]With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
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[00:11.38]At a Baltimore hotel society gathrin＇
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[00:16.13]And the cops was called in and his weapon took from him
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[00:20.88]As they rode him in custody down to the station
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[00:25.76]And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
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[00:32.57]But you who philosophize disgrace
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[00:37.44]And criticize all fears
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[00:42.88]Take the rag away from your face
[00:48.07]Now ain＇t the time for your tears
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[00:54.94]William Zanzinger who at twenty four years
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[01:00.00]Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
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[01:04.57]With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
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[01:10.26]And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
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[01:16.57]Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
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[01:20.82]And swear words and sneerin＇ and his tongue it was snarlin＇
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[01:27.14]And in a matter of minutes on bail was out walkin＇
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[01:34.89]But you who philosophize disgrace
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[01:40.51]And criticize fears
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[01:45.69]Take the rag away from your face
[01:51.32]Now ain＇t the time for your tears
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[01:59.26]Hattie Carroll was a maid in the kitchen
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[02:06.07]She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
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[02:12.57]Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
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[02:18.45]And never sat once at the head of the table
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[02:23.76]And didn＇t even talk to the people at the table
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[02:28.57]Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
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[02:33.63]And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
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[02:38.20]Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
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[02:43.45]That sailed through the air and came down through the room
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[02:48.32]Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle
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[02:53.07]And she never done nothin＇ to William Zanzinger
[03:00.26]And you who philosophize disgrace
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[03:05.64]And criticize all fears
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[03:11.95]Take the rag away from your face
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[03:16.76]Now ain＇t the time for your tears
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[04:10.90]In the courtroom of honor the judge pounded his gavel
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[04:17.63]To show that all＇s equal and that the courts are on the level
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[04:23.25]And that the strings in the books ain＇t pulled and persuaded
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[04:27.82]And that even the nobles get properly handled
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[04:32.69]Once that the cops have chased after and caught ＇em
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[04:36.38]And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
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[04:41.19]Stared at the person who killed for no reason
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[04:46.88]Who just happened to be feelin＇ that way without warnin＇
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[04:52.38]And he spoke through his cloak most deep and distinguished
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[04:57.71]And handed out strongly for penalty and repentance
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[05:02.59]William Zanzinger with a six month sentence
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[05:10.08]Ah, but you who philosophize disgrace
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[05:16.96]And criticize all fears
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[05:23.84]Bury the rag deep in your face
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[05:28.21]For now＇s the time for your tears