Inro: Am F Am F Am F Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Am F Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall Am F She sees the bartender in a pool of blood Am F Cries out My God they killed them all! C F Here comes the story of the Hurricane, C F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For something that he never done Dm C Put in a prison cell but one time Em Am F C G Am F Am F He could have been the champion of the world Am F Three bodied lying there does Patty see Am F And another man named Bello moving mysteriously Am F I didn't do it he says, and he throws up his hands Am F I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand Am F I saw them leavin, he says and he stops Am F One of us had better call the cops Dm C So Patty calls the cops znd they arrive Dm C On the scene with their red lights flashin Em Am F C G Am F Am F In the hot New Jersey night Am F Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town Am F Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around Am F Number one contender for the middleweight crown Am F Had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down Am F When a cop pulled him over on the side of the road Am F Just like the time before and the time before that Dm C In Paterson that just the ways things go Dm C If you black you might as well C Not show up on the streets Em Am F C G Am F Am F Less you wanna draw the heat Am F Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Am F Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around Am F He said I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights Am F They jumped into a white car with out of state plates Am F And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head Am F Cop said Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead Dm C So they took him to the infirmary Dm C And although this man could hardly see Em Am F C G Am F Am F They told him that he could identify the guilty men Am F Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in Am F Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs Am F The wounded man looks up though his one dying eye Am F Says why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy! Am F Yes, here the story of the Hurricane Am F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For something that he never done Dm C Put in a prison cell but one time he could've been Em Am F C G Am F Am F The champion of the world Am F Four months later the ghetto's in flame Am F Rubin's in South America fightin for his name Am F While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game Am F And the cops are puttin the screw F To him looking for somebody to blame Am F Remember that murder that happened in a bar? Am F Remember you said you saw the getaway car? Dm C You think you'd like to play ball with the law? Dm C Think it might have been that fighter C That you saw running that night? Em Am F C G Am F Am F Don't forget that you are white Am F Arthur Dexter Bradley said I'm really not sure Am F Cops said A poor boy like you could really use a break Am We got you for the motel job F And were talking to your friend Bello Am Now you don't want to ave to go F Back to jail, be a nice fellow Am F You'll be doin' society a favor Am F That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver Dm C We want to put his ass in the stir Dm C We want to pin this trip murder on him Em Am F C G Am F Am F He ain't ne Gentleman Jim Am F Rubin could take a man out with just one punch Am F He never did like to talk about it all that much Am F It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay Am F And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Am F Up to some paradise where the trout streams Am F Flow and the air is nice Dm C And ride a horse along a trail Dm C But then they took him to the jail house Em Am F C G Am F Am F Where they try to make a man into a mouse Am F All of Rubin's card were marked in advance Am F The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance Am F The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums Am F To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum Am F But to the black folks he was a crazy nigger Am F No one doubted that he pulled the trigger Dm C And though they could not produce the gun Dm C The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed Em Am F C G Am F Am F And the all-white jury agreed Am F Rubin Carter was falsely tried Am F The crime was murder one, guess who testified? Am F Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied Am F And the newspapers all went along for the ride Am F How can the life of such a man Am F Be in the palm of some fool's hand? Dm C To see him obviously framed Dm C Couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land Em Am F C G Am F Am F Where justice is a game Am F Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties Am F Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise Am F While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell Am F And innocent man in a living hell Am F That's the story of the Hurricane Am F But it won't be over till they clear him name Dm C And give him back the time he's done Dm C Put in a prison cell but one time he could've been Em Am F C G Am F Am F The champion of the world
Bob Dylan – Hurricane
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