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The Lonesome Death Of Hattie
Bob

William Zanzinger killed poor Carroll,
With a cane he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore society gath'rin',
And the cops were called in and his weapon took him
As they rode him in down to the station,
And booked William Zanzinger for murder.

But you who philosophize, disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away from your face, now ain't the for
tears.

William Zanzinger, who at years,
Owns a tobacco farm of six acres
With wealthy parents who provide and protect him,
And office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his with a shrug of his shoulders,
And swear and sneering, and his tongue it was
snarling,
In a matter of minutes on was out walking.

But you who philosophize, disgrace and all fears,
the rag away from your 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 of the table
And didn't talk to the people at the table,
Who just cleaned up all the food the table,
And emptied the on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay by a cane
That sailed through the air and came through the room,
Doomed and determined to all the gentle.
And she done nothing to William Zanzinger.

But you who philosophize, disgrace and all fears,
the rag away from your face, now ain't the time for
tears.

In the courtroom of honor, the judge his gavel,
To show that equal and that the courts are on the

And that the strings in the books pulled and
persuaded,
And that the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops chased after and caught 'em,
And the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the who killed for no reason,
Who just happened to be that way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, most and distinguished,

And out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.

Oh, but you who philosophize, and criticize all
fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face, for now's the for your
tears.