Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll

歌词
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'
And the cops were brought in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco farm, six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all these gentle
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Bury the rag deep in your face
Now's the time for your tears
专辑信息
1.Knockin' on Heaven's Door
2.Man in the Long Black Coat
3.Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again
4.I'm Not There
5.Goin' to Acapulco
6.Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues
7.Just Like a Woman
8.One More Cup of Coffee
9.All Along the Watchtower
10.As I Went out One Morning
11.Ballad of a Thin Man
12.Billy, Pt. 1
13.Ring Them Bells
14.I'm Not There
15.Fouth Time Around
16.Simple Twist of Fate
17.I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine
18.Se?or (Tales of Yankee Power)
19.Cold Irons Bound
20.Tombstone Blues
21.Maggie's Farm
22.Wicked Messenger
23.Dark Eyes
24.When the Ship Comes In
25.You Ain't Goin' Nowhere
26.Can't Leave Her Behind
27.Pressing On
28.Highway 61 Revisited
29.Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
30.Mama, You've Been on My Mind/A Fraction of Last Thoughts on Woody Guthr
31.I Wanna Be Your Lover
32.Can You Please Crawl out Your Window?
33.Times They Are a Changin'
34.Moonshiner