Hattie Carroll - Live

William Zanzinger killed Hattie Carroll
 With a cane that he twirled on his diamond ring finger
 At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
 The police were called in and his weapon took from him
 They drove him into custody down at the station
 Charged William Zanzinger with First Degree Murder
 And you who philosophise disgrace and criticise my fears
 Take that rag away from your face now's not the time for your tears
 When William Zanzinger was 24
 He was farming tobacco on 600 acres
 With rich wealthy parents to provide and protect him
 High office relations in the politics of Maryland
 Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
 With sneering and swear words his tongue it was snarling
 In less than 10 minutes on bail was out walking
 And you who philosophise disgrace and criticise my fears,
 Take that rag away from your face now's not the time for your tears.
 Hattie Carroll was a maid who worked in the kitchen
 51 years old she had 10 children
 She carried the dishes and took out the garbage
 She never once sat at the head of the table
 She never even spoke to the people at the table
 Just cleared all the food from the table
 And emptied ashtrays on a whole other level
 Killed by a blow and lay slain by a cane
 That sailed through the air and came down through the room
 Doomed and determined to destroy all that's gentle
 She never did nothing to William Zanzinger
 And you who philosophise disgrace and criticise my fears
 Take that rag away from your face now's not the time for your tears
 At the courtroom of honour the Judge pounded his gavel
 To show all is equal and his court is on the level
 That the strings and the books are not pulled or persuaded
 Even the rich get properly treated
 Once the cops have chased them and caught them
 The ladder of the law has no top and no bottom
 He stared at that man who had killed for no reason
 Who just happened to be feeling that way without warning
 He spoke through his cloak most deep and distinguished
 And handed down strongly form penalty and repentance
 Gave William Zanzinger a 6 month sentence
 And you who philosophise disgrace and criticise my fears
 Bury that rag most deep in your face now is the time for your tears.