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Verse 1
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William Zanzinger killed
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poor Hattie Carroll
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With a cane that he twirled around
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his dia_ mond ring finger
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At a Bal_ timore hotel soci_
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ety gathering
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And the cops were called in and his
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weapon took from him
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As they rode him in cus_ tody
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down to the station
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And booked William
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Zanzinger for first- degree murder
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But you who philo_ sophize dis_
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grace and criti_ cize all fears
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Take the rag away from your face
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Now ain't the time for your tears
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Verse 2
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William Zanzinger, who
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at twenty- four years
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Owns a tobac_ co farm
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of six hundred acres
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With rich wealthy par_ ents
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who provide and protect him
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And high of_ fice rela_ tions
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in the politics of Maryland
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Re_ acted to his deed with a shrug
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of his shoulders
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And swear words and sneer_ ing,
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and his tongue it was snarling
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In a mat_ ter of minutes,
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on bail was out walking
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But you who philo_ sophize
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disgrace and criti_ cize fears
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Take the rag away from your face
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Now ain't the time for your tears
Verse 3
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Hattie Car_ roll was a maid
in the kitchen
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She was fifty- one years old
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and gave birth to ten children
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Who carried the dishes and
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took out the garbage
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And never sat once at the
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head of the table
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And didn't even talk to
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the people at the table
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Who just cleaned up all the food
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from the table
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And emp_ tied the ash_ trays
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on a whole other level
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Got killed by a blow,
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lay slain by a cane
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That sailed through the air and
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came down through the room
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Doomed and determined to des_
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troy all the gentle
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And she nev_ er done noth_
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ing to William Zanzinger
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And you who philo_ sophize dis_
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grace and criti_ cize all fears
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Take the rag away from your face
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Now ain't the time for your tears
Interlude 1
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Verse 4
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In the courtroom of hon_ or,
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the judge pounded his gavel
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To show that all's equal and
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that the courts are on the level
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And that the strings in the book_ s
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ain't pulled and persuaded
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And that even the nobles
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get prop_ erly handled
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Once that the cops have chased
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after and caught 'em
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And that the lad_ der of law has
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no top and no bottom
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Stared at the person who killed
for no reason
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Who just happened to be feelin'
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that way without warnin'
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And he spoke through his cloak,
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most deep and distinguished
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And handed out strongly,
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for pen_ alty and repentance
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William Zanzinger with a
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six- month sentence
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Oh, but you who philo_ sophize dis_
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grace and criti_ cize all fears
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Bury the rag deep in your face
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For now's the time for your tears
Outro 1
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