The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll chords by Bob Dylan
Verse 1
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William Zanzinger killed
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poor Hattie Carroll
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With a cane that he twirled around
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his diamond ring finger
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At a Baltimore hotel soci
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ety gathering
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And the cops were called in and his
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weapon took from him
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As they rode him in custody
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down to the station
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And booked William
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Zanzinger for first- degree murder
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But you who philosophize dis
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grace and criticize all fears
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Take the rag away from your face
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Now ain't the time for your tears
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Verse 2
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William Zanzinger, who
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at twenty- four years
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Owns a tobacco farm
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of six hundred acres
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With rich wealthy parents
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who provide and protect him
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And high of fice relations
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in the politics of Maryland
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Reacted to his deed with a shrug
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of his shoulders
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And swear words and sneering,
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and his tongue it was snarling
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In a matter of minutes,
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on bail was out walking
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But you who philosophize
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disgrace and criticize fears
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Take the rag away from your face
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Now ain't the time for your tears
Verse 3
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Hattie Carroll was a maid
in the kitchen
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She was fifty- one years old
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and gave birth to ten children
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Who carried the dishes and
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took out the garbage
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And never sat once at the
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head of the table
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And didn't even talk to
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the people at the table
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Who just cleaned up all the food
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from the table
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And emptied the ashtrays
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on a whole other level
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Got killed by a blow,
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lay slain by a cane
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That sailed through the air and
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came down through the room
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Doomed and determined to des
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troy all the gentle
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And she never done noth
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ing to William Zanzinger
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And you who philosophize dis
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grace and criticize all fears
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Take the rag away from your face
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Now ain't the time for your tears
Interlude 1
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Verse 4
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In the courtroom of honor,
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the judge pounded his gavel
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To show that all's equal and
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that the courts are on the level
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And that the strings in the books
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ain't pulled and persuaded
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And that even the nobles
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get properly handled
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Once that the cops have chased
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after and caught 'em
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And that the ladder of law has
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no top and no bottom
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Stared at the person who killed
for no reason
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Who just happened to be feelin'
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that way without warnin'
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And he spoke through his cloak,
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most deep and distinguished
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And handed out strongly,
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for pen alty and repentance
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William Zanzinger with a
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six- month sentence
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Oh, but you who philosophize dis
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grace and criticize all fears
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Bury the rag deep in your face
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For now's the time for your tears
Outro 1
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The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
Bob Dylan
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