Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll

William Zanzinger killed Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring
At a Baltimore society gath'rin'

And the were brought in and his weapon took from him
As rode him in custody down to the station
And William Zanzinger for first-degree murder

Oh, but you who
Disgrace and all fears
Take the rag away your face
Now ain't the time for your

William Zanzinger, who at years
Owns a tobacco farm, six hundred
With rich wealthy who provide and protect him
And office relations in the politics of Maryland

to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling
In a matter of on bail was out walking

Oh, but you who
Disgrace and criticize all
Take the rag from your face
Now the time for your tears

Carroll was a maid of the kitchen
She was years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the
And never sat at the head of the table

And didn't even talk to the people at the
Who just cleaned up all the food from the
And emptied the ashtrays on a other level
Got killed by a blow, lay by a cane

That sailed through the air and came down through the
Doomed and determined to destroy all these
And she never done nothing to Zanzinger

Oh, but you who
and criticize all fears
Take the rag from your face
Now the time for your tears

In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the
And that the in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And even the nobles get properly handled

Once the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no
Stared at the person who for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without

And he spoke through his cloak, deep and distinguished
And handed out strongly, for penalty and
William Zanzinger a six-month sentence

Oh, but you who
Disgrace and all fears
Bury the rag in your face
the time for your tears