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Hurricane Catter - Bob Dylan

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