The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll
Bob Dylan
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[Intro][Versetto]C Am EmWilliam Zanzinger killed poor HattieCarrollWilliam Zanzinger killed poor Hattie CarrollC AmWith a cane that he twirled 'roundEmhis diamond ring fingerWith a cane that he twirled 'round his diamond ring fingerC Am EmAt a Baltimore hotel societygatherin'At a Baltimore hotel society gatherin'C AmAnd the cops was called in and hisEmweapon took from himAnd the cops was called in and his weapon took from himC Am EmAs they rode him in custody down tothe stationAs they rode him in custody down to the stationC AmAnd booked William Zanzinger forEmfirst degree murderAnd booked William Zanzinger for first degree murderG[Ritornello]F G C AmBut you who philosophise disgraceF G CAnd criticise all fearsF G C AmTake the rag away from your faceF G CNow ain't the time for your tears[Versetto]C Am EmWilliam Zanzinger, who at twenty-fouryearsWilliam Zanzinger, who at twenty-four yearsC Am EmOwns a tobacco farm of six hundredacresOwns a tobacco farm of six hundred acresC Am EmWith rich wealthy parents who provideand protect himWith rich wealthy parents who provide and protect himC AmAnd high office relations in theEmpolitics of MarylandAnd high office relations in the politics of MarylandC Am EmReacted to his deed with a shrug ofhis shouldersReacted to his deed with a shrug of his shouldersC AmAnd swear words and sneering and hisEmtongue it was a-snarlingAnd swear words and sneering and his tongue it was a-snarlingC Am EmAnd in a matter of minutes on bailwas out walkingAnd in a matter of minutes on bail was out walkingG[Ritornello]F G C AmBut you who philosophise disgraceF G CAnd criticise fearsF G C AmTake the rag away from your faceF G CNow ain't the time for your tears[Versetto]C Am EmHattie Carroll was a maid in thekitchenHattie Carroll was a maid in the kitchenC Am EmShe was 51 years old and gave birthto ten childrenShe was 51 years old and gave birth to ten childrenC Am EmWho carried the dishes and took outthe garbageWho carried the dishes and took out the garbageC Am EmAnd never sat once at the head of thetableAnd never sat once at the head of the tableC Am EmAnd didn't even talk to the people atthe tableAnd didn't even talk to the people at the tableC Am EmWho just cleaned up all the food fromthe tableWho just cleaned up all the food from the tableC Am EmAnd emptied the ashtrays on a wholeother levelAnd emptied the ashtrays on a whole other levelC Am EmGot killed by a blow, lay slain by acaneGot killed by a blow, lay slain by a caneC AmThat sailed through the air and cameEmdown through the roomThat sailed through the air and came down through the roomC Am EmDoomed and determined to destroy allthe gentleDoomed and determined to destroy all the gentleC Am EmAnd she never done nothing to WilliamZanzingerAnd she never done nothing to William ZanzingerG[Ritornello]F G C AmAnd you who philosophise disgraceF G CAnd criticise all fearsF G C AmTake the rag away from your faceF G CNow ain't the time for your tears[Harmonica solo][Versetto]C AmIn the courtroom of honour the judgeEmpounded his gavelIn the courtroom of honour the judge pounded his gavelC AmTo show that all's equal and that theEmcourts are on the levelTo show that all's equal and that the courts are on the levelC AmAnd that the strings in the booksEmain't pulled and persuadedAnd that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuadedC Am EmAnd that even the nobles get properlyhandledAnd that even the nobles get properly handledC Am EmOnce that the cops have chased afterand caught 'emOnce that the cops have chased after and caught 'emC Am EmAnd that the ladder of law has no topand no bottomAnd that the ladder of law has no top and no bottomC Am EmStared at the person who killed forno reasonStared at the person who killed for no reasonC AmWho just happened to be feelin' thatEmway without warnin'Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'C AmAnd he spoke through his cloak mostEmdeep and distinguishedAnd he spoke through his cloak most deep and distinguishedC Am EmAnd handed out strongly for penaltyand repentanceAnd handed out strongly for penalty and repentanceC Am EmWilliam Zanzinger with a six-monthsentenceWilliam Zanzinger with a six-month sentenceG[Ritornello]F G C AmAh but you who philosophise disgraceAh but you who philosophise disgraceF G CAnd criticise all fearsF G C AmBury the rag deep in your faceF G CFor now's the time for your tears