The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll-Judy Collins

[ti:The Lonesome Death Of Hattie C] [ar:Judy Collins] [al:The Judy Collins Concert] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll (哈蒂·卡罗尔的寂寞之死) - Judy Collins [00:09.59]Written by：Bob Dylan [00:19.18]William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll [00:22.73] [00:23.74]With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger [00:27.73] [00:29.10]At a Baltimore hotel society gathering [00:32.97] [00:34.27]And the cops were called in [00:36.40]And his weapon took from him [00:37.90] [00:38.71]As they rode him in custody down to the station [00:42.70] [00:44.01]And booked William Zantzinger for first degree murder [00:48.20] [00:53.31]But you who philosophize disgrace [00:59.67] [01:01.79]And criticize all fears [01:05.73] [01:07.60]Take the rag away from your face [01:11.41] [01:14.08]Now ain't the time for your tears [01:20.83] [01:24.32]William Zantzinger who at twenty four years [01:28.06] [01:28.75]Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres [01:32.62]With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him [01:36.06] [01:37.31]And high office relations in the politics of Maryland [01:40.79] [01:42.55]Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders [01:46.60]And swear words and sneering [01:48.86]And his tongue it was snarling [01:51.15]In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking [01:56.21] [02:00.21]But you who philosophize disgrace [02:08.31] [02:09.88]And criticize all fears [02:13.99] [02:15.62]Take the rag away from your face [02:18.92] [02:22.11]Now ain't the time for your tears [02:27.54] [02:31.53]Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen [02:35.21]She was fifty one years old [02:37.77]And gave birth to ten children [02:39.83] [02:42.32]Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage [02:45.39] [02:46.26]And never sat once at the head of the table [02:49.57] [02:50.19]And didn't even talk to the people at the table [02:54.75] [02:56.30]Who just cleaned up all the food from the table [03:01.11]And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level [03:05.34] [03:08.16]Got killed by a blow lay slain by a cane [03:12.15]That sailed through the air and came down through the room [03:16.70] [03:18.77]Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle [03:23.13] [03:24.88]And she never done nothing to William Zantzinger [03:30.81] [03:36.24]But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears [03:46.91] [03:48.97]Take the rag away from your face [03:52.22] [03:55.09]Now ain't the time for your tears [04:01.83] [04:04.88]In the courtroom of honor [04:06.69]The judge pounded his gavel [04:08.25] [04:09.19]To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level [04:12.74] [04:13.66]And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded [04:17.97]And that even the nobles get properly handled [04:21.28] [04:22.96]Once that the cops have chased after and caught them [04:26.28]And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom [04:31.07] [04:34.51]Stared at the person who killed for no reason [04:37.88] [04:40.25]Who just happened to be feeling that way without warnin [04:44.12] [04:47.11]And he spoke through his cloak [04:49.05]Most deep and distinguished [04:51.04] [04:51.91]And handed out strongly [04:54.85]For penalty and repentance [04:56.78] [04:58.34]William Zantzinger with a six month sentence [05:03.52] [05:07.77]Oh but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears [05:22.87] [05:24.30]Bury the rag deep in your face [05:27.99] [05:32.53]For now's the time for your tears