AmF FAm AmF FAm F FPistol shots ring out in the bar room night Am F FEnter Patty Valentine from the upper hall Am F FShe sees the bartender in a pool of blood Am F FCries out "My G God they killed them all!" C F FHere comes the story of the Hurricane, C F FThe man the authorities came to blame Dm C CFor something that he never done Dm C CPut in a prison cell but one time Em Am AmF C CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FHe could have been the champion of the world Am F FThree bodied lying there does Patty see Am F FAnd another man named B Bello moving around mysteriously Am F F"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands Am F F"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand C F FI saw them leavin'," he says and he stops C F FOne of us had better call the cops Dm C CAnd so Patty calls the cops Dm C CAnd they arrive on the scene Em EmAm Amwith their red lights flashin' F C CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FIn the hot New Jersey night Am F FMeanwhile somewhere in another part of town Am F FRubin C Carter and a couple of friends are driving around Am F FNumber one contender for the middleweight crown Am F FHad no idea what kind of shit was about to go down C F FWhen a cop pulled him over to the side of the road C F FJust like the time before and the time before that Dm C CIn Patterson that just the ways things go Dm C CIf you black you might as well not show up on the streets Em Am AmF C CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FLess you wanna draw the heat Am F FAlfred B Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Am F FHim and A Arthur D Dexter B Bradley were just out prowlin' around Am F FHe said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middle-weights Am F FThey jumped into a white car with out of state plates" C F FAnd Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head C F FCop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead" Dm C CSo they took him to the infirmary Dm C CAnd although this man could hardly see Em Am AmF C CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FThey told him that he could identify the guilty men Am F FFour in the morning and they haul Rubin in Am F FTake him to the hospital and bring him upstairs Am F FThe wounded man looks up though his one dying eye Am F FSays "why'd you bring him here for? He ain't the guy!" C F FYes, here the story of the Hurricane C F FThe man the authorities came to blame Dm C CFor something that he never done Dm C CPut in a prison cell but one time he could've been Em Am AmF FC CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FThe champion of the world Am F FFour months later the ghetto's on flame Am F FRubin's in South Am America fightin' for his name Am F FWhile A Arthur D Dexter B Bradley's still in the robbery game Am F FAnd the cops are puttin' the screw to him looking for somebody to blame C F F"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" C F F"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" Dm C C"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" Dm C C"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?" Em Am AmF FC CG GAm AmF FAm AmF F"Don't forget that you are white" Am F FArthur D Dexter B Bradley said "I'm really not sure" Am F FCops said "A Apoor boy like you could really use a break Am F FWe got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend B Bello Am F FNow you don't want to have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow C F FYou'll be doin' society a favor C F FThat son of a bitch is brave and getting braver Dm C CWe want to put his ass in the stir Dm C CWe want to pin this trip murder on him Em Am AmF FC CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FHe ain't no G Gentleman Jim" Am F FRubin could take a man out with just one punch Am F FHe never did like to talk about it all that much Am F FIt's my work he'd say, I do it for pay Am F FAnd when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way C F FUp to some paradise C F FWhere the trout streams flow and the air is nice Dm C CAnd ride a horse along a trail Dm C CBut then they took him to the jail house Em Am AmF C G GAm AmF FAm AmF FWhere they try to make a man into a mouse Am F FAll of Rubin's card were marked in advance Am F FThe trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance Am F FThe judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums Am F FTo the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum C F Fbut to the black folks he was a crazy nigger C F FNo one doubted that he pulled the trigger Dm C CAnd though they could not produce the gun Dm C CThe D D.A. said he was the one who did the deed Em Am AmF FC CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FAnd the all-white jury agreed Am F FRubin C Carter was falsely tried Am F FThe crime was murder "one", guess who testified? Am F FBello and B Bradley and the both badly lied Am F FAnd the newspapers all went along for the ride C F FHow can the life of such a man C F FBe in the palm of some fool's hand? Dm C CTo see him obviously framed Dm C CCouldn't help make him feel ashamed to live in a land Em Am AmF FC CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FWhere justice is a game Am F FNow all the criminal in their coats and their ties Am F FAre free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise Am F FWhile Rubin sits like B Buddha in a ten foot cell Am F FAnd innocent man in a living hell C F FThat's the story of the Hurricane C F FBut it won't be over till they clear his name Dm C CAnd give him back the time he's done Dm C CPut in a prison cell but one time he could've been Em Am AmF FC CG GAm AmF FAm AmF FThe champion of the world
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