Текст песни Hattie Carroll - Christy Moore
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.
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