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Hurricane
- Bob Dylan -

Hurriicane (single, 1976)

Pistol shots ring out
in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine
from the upper hall
She sees the bartender
in a pool of blood, cries out
"My God, they killed them all!"

Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
for something that he never done
Put in a prison cell
But one time he could've been
the champion of the world

Three bodies lying there does Patty see
And another man named Bello
moving around mysteriously
"I didn't do it," he says
And he throws up his hands
"I was only robbing the register
I hope you understand
I saw them leaving"
he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene
with their red lights flashing
in the hot New Jersey night

Meanwhile far away in another part
of town Rubin Carter and a couple of
friends are driving 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
In Paterson that's just
the way things go
If you're black you might as well
not show up on the street
unless you wanna draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a partner
and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley
were just out prowling around
He said, "I saw two men running 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
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could
identify the guilty men

Four in the morning and
they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital
and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up
through his one dying eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for?
He ain't the guy!"

Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
for something that he never done
Put in a prison cell
But one time he could've been
the champion of the world

Four months later
the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America
fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's
still in the robbery game
And the cops are putting the screws
to him looking for somebody to blame

"Remember that murder
that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said
you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to
play ball with the law?"
"Think it might've been that fighter
that you saw running that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

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

You'll be doing society a favor. That
sonofabitch is brave and getting braver.
We want to put his ass in stir. We want
to pin this triple murder on him. 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 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 a trail
But then they took him to the jail house
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 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
No one doubted
that he pulled the trigger
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

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 to live in a land
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

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
put in a prison cell
But one time he could've been
the champion of the world

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All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
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The trial was a pig-circus
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