Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll

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

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

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

William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four
Owns a tobacco farm, six hundred
With wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high relations in the politics of Maryland

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

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

Hattie Carroll was a maid of the
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten
Who carried the and took out the garbage
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 from the table
And the ashtrays on a whole other level
Got by a blow, lay slain by a cane

sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all gentle
And she never done nothing to William

Oh, but you who
Disgrace and all fears
Take the rag away from face
Now ain't the 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 that even the nobles get properly

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

And he spoke his cloak, most deep and distinguished
And handed out strongly, for and repentance
William Zanzinger with a sentence

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