Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll

William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie
With a cane that he twirled his diamond ring finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'

And the cops were brought in and his took from him
As they him in custody down to the station
And booked Zanzinger for first-degree murder

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

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

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

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

Hattie was a maid of the kitchen
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten
Who the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the

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

That sailed through the air and came down through the
Doomed and determined to destroy all gentle
And she never done to William Zanzinger

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

In the courtroom of honor, the judge his gavel
To that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't and persuaded
And that even the nobles get 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 killed for no
Who happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'

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

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