Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll (Album Version)-Bob Dylan

[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan [00:00.044] 作曲 : Bob Dylan [00:00.88]William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll [00:05.82]With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger [00:09.07] [00:11.38]At a Baltimore hotel society gathrin＇ [00:14.38] [00:16.13]And the cops was called in and his weapon took from him [00:19.63] [00:20.88]As they rode him in custody down to the station [00:24.12] [00:25.76]And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder [00:28.82] [00:32.57]But you who philosophize disgrace [00:34.94] [00:37.44]And criticize all fears [00:39.63] [00:42.88]Take the rag away from your face [00:48.07]Now ain＇t the time for your tears [00:50.51] [00:54.94]William Zanzinger who at twenty four years [00:58.07] [01:00.00]Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres [01:02.82] [01:04.57]With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him [01:08.20] [01:10.26]And high office relations in the politics of Maryland [01:14.57] [01:16.57]Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders [01:19.89] [01:20.82]And swear words and sneerin＇ and his tongue it was snarlin＇ [01:25.95] [01:27.14]And in a matter of minutes on bail was out walkin＇ [01:31.00] [01:34.89]But you who philosophize disgrace [01:38.19] [01:40.51]And criticize fears [01:42.83] [01:45.69]Take the rag away from your face [01:51.32]Now ain＇t the time for your tears [01:53.76] [01:59.26]Hattie Carroll was a maid in the kitchen [02:02.70] [02:06.07]She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children [02:09.82] [02:12.57]Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage [02:16.07] [02:18.45]And never sat once at the head of the table [02:22.51] [02:23.76]And didn＇t even talk to the people at the table [02:27.39] [02:28.57]Who just cleaned up all the food from the table [02:32.07] [02:33.63]And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level [02:37.01] [02:38.20]Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane [02:42.01] [02:43.45]That sailed through the air and came down through the room [02:46.95] [02:48.32]Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle [02:51.58] [02:53.07]And she never done nothin＇ to William Zanzinger [03:00.26]And you who philosophize disgrace [03:03.57] [03:05.64]And criticize all fears [03:08.01] [03:11.95]Take the rag away from your face [03:15.07] [03:16.76]Now ain＇t the time for your tears [03:19.14] [04:10.90]In the courtroom of honor the judge pounded his gavel [04:15.16] [04:17.63]To show that all＇s equal and that the courts are on the level [04:22.00] [04:23.25]And that the strings in the books ain＇t pulled and persuaded [04:26.81] [04:27.82]And that even the nobles get properly handled [04:29.94] [04:32.69]Once that the cops have chased after and caught ＇em [04:35.50] [04:36.38]And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom [04:40.00] [04:41.19]Stared at the person who killed for no reason [04:45.13] [04:46.88]Who just happened to be feelin＇ that way without warnin＇ [04:50.69] [04:52.38]And he spoke through his cloak most deep and distinguished [04:55.28] [04:57.71]And handed out strongly for penalty and repentance [05:01.08] [05:02.59]William Zanzinger with a six month sentence [05:06.40] [05:10.08]Ah, but you who philosophize disgrace [05:14.21] [05:16.96]And criticize all fears [05:20.09] [05:23.84]Bury the rag deep in your face [05:27.15] [05:28.21]For now＇s the time for your tears