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Hurricane

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Bob Dylan
Hurricane

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Pistol shots ring out on the barroom night

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

Enter Patty Valentine from the outer hall

Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.

She sees the bartender in a pool of blood

She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,

Cries out, "My God, they killed 'em all"

Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"

Here comes the story of the Hurricane,

Here comes the story of the Hurricane

The man the authorities came to blame

For somethin' that he never done

For somethin' that he never done.

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could've been

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been

The champion of the world

The champion of the world.

Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see

And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously

And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.

"I didn't do it," He says, and he throws up his hands

"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands

"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand"

"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.

I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops

I saw them leavin'" He says, and he stops

"One of us had better call up the cops."

"One of us had better call up the cops"

And so Patty calls the cops

And so patty calls the cops

And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'

In the hot New Jersey night

In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile, far away in another part of town

Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around

Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.

Number one contender for the middleweight crown

Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down

When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road

Just like the time before and the time before that

Just like the time before and the time before that.

In Paterson that's just the way things go

In Paterson that's just the way things go.

If you're black you might as well not show up on the street

'Less you wanna draw the heat

'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello [Incomprehensible] had a rap for the cops

Him and Arthur Dexter bradley were just out prowlin' around

He saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights

They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates

And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.

Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around

He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights

They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."

And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.

Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"

So they took him to the infirmary

So they took him to the infirmaryAnd though this man could hardly see

And though this man could hardly see

They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

They told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in

Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,

Take him to the hospital and they bought him upstairs

Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.

The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye

Says, "What'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy"

Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"

Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,

Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane

The man the authorities came to blame

For somethin' that he never done

For somethin' that he never done.

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could've been

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been

The champion of the world

The champion of the world.

Four months later, the ghettos are in flame

Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,

Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name

While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game

And the cops are puttin' the screws to him

And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.

Lookin' for somebody to blame

"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"

"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"

"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?

"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"

Remember you said you saw the getaway car?

"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"

Think you'd like to play ball with the law?

"Don't forget that you are white."

Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?

Don't forget that you are white"

Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure

Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."

Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break

We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello

Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow

Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.

You'll be doin' society a favor.

You'll be doin' society a favor

That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.

That son-of-a-bitch is brave and gettin' braver

We want to put his ass in stir

We want to pin this triple murder on him

He ain't no gentleman Jim"

He ain't no Gentleman Jim.

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch

But he never did like to talk about it all that much

It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for the pay

And when it's over, I'd just as soon go on my way

"Rubin could take a man out with just one punch

But he never did like to talk about it all that much.

It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay

And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way

Up to some paradise

Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice

And ride a horse along the trail

And ride a horse along a trail.

But then they took him to the jailhouse

But then they took him to the jail house

Where they try to turn a man into a mouse

Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance

The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance

The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.

The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums

To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum

And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.

And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger

No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.

No one doubted that he pulled the trigger

And though they could not produce the gun,

And though they could not produce the gun

The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed

And the all-white jury agreed

And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried

The crime was murder one and guess who testified?

Arthur Dexter, Bradley and Bello and they both lied

And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride

Rubin Carter was falsely tried.The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?

Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied

And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.

How can the life of such a man

Be in the palm of some fool's hand?

To see him obviously framed

Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed

Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land

To live in a land where justice is a game

Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties

Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell

An innocent man in a living hell

An innocent man in a living hell.

That's the story of the Hurricane,

That's the story of the Hurricane

But it won't be over till they clear his name

And give him back the time he's done

And give him back the time he's done.

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could've been

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been

The champion of the world

The champion of the world.

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