Hurricane


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

Bob D
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ylan
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