Hurricane - Testo e Accordi
Lam Fa x4 Lam Fa Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Lam Fa Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall Lam Fa She sees the bartender in a pool of blood Lam Fa Cries out "My God they killed them all!" Do Fa Sol Here comes the story of the Hurricane Do Fa The man the authorities came to blame Rem Do For something that he never done Rem Do Mim Put in a prison cell but one time Lam Fa Do Sol He could have been the champion of the world Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see Lam Fa And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously Lam Fa “I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands Lam Fa “I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand Do Fa Sol I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops Do Fa “One of us had better call up the cops” Rem Do And so Patty calls the cops Rem Do Mim Lam And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’ Fa Do Sol In the hot New Jersey night Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Lam Fa Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around Lam Fa Number one contender for the middleweight crown Lam Fa Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down Do Fa Sol When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Do Fa Just like the time before and the time before that Rem Do In Paterson that’s just the way things go Rem Do Mim Lam If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street Fa Do Sol ’Less you wanna draw the heat Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Lam Fa Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around Lam Fa He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights Lam Fa Jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates” Do Fa Sol And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head Do Fa Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead” Rem Do So they took him to the infirmary Rem Do And though this man could hardly see Mim Lam Fa Do Sol They told him he could identify the guilty men Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in Lam Fa They took him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs Lam Fa The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye Lam Fa "Say, why’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!” Do Fa Sol Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane Do Fa The man the authorities came to blame Rem Do For somethin’ that he never done Rem Do Mim Lam Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been Fa Do Sol The champion of the world Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Four months later, the ghettos are in flame Lam Fa Rubin’s in South America fightin’ for his name Lam Fa While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game Lam Fa And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him lookin’ for somebody to blame Do Fa Sol “Remember that murder that happened in a bar? Do Fa Remember you said you saw the getaway car? Rem Do You think you’d like to play ball with the law? Rem Do Mim Lam Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night? Fa Do Sol Don’t forget that you are white.” Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure” Lam Fa The cop said, “A poor boy like you could use a break Lam Fa We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello Lam Fa You don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow Do Fa Sol You’ll be doin’ society a favor Do Fa That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver Rem Do We want to put his ass in stir Rem Do Mim Lam We want to pin this triple murder on him Fa Do Sol He ain’t no Gentleman Jim” Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Rubin could take a man out with just one punch Lam Fa But he never did like to talk about it all that much Lam Fa It’s my work, he’d say, I do it for pay Lam Fa And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way Do Fa Sol Up to some paradise Do Fa Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice Rem Do And ride a horse along a trail Rem Do Mim But then they took him to the jailhouse Lam Fa Do Sol Where they try to turn a man into a mouse Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance Lam Fa The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance Lam Fa The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums Lam Fa To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum Do Fa Sol And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger Do Fa No one doubted that he pulled the trigger Rem Do And though they could not produce the gun Rem Do Mim Lam The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed Fa Do Sol And the all-white jury agreed Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Rubin Carter was falsely tried Lam Fa The crime was murder “one.” Guess who testified? Lam Fa Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied Lam Fa And the papers, they all went along for the ride Do Fa Sol How can the life of such a man Do Fa Be in the palm of some fool’s hand? Rem Do To see him obviously framed Rem Do Mim Lam Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Fa Do Sol Where justice is a game Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Lam Fa Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise Lam Fa While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell Lam Fa An innocent man in a living hell Do Fa Sol Yes, that’s the story of the Hurricane Do Fa But it won’t be over till they clear his name Rem Do And give him back the time he’s done Rem Do Mim Lam Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been Fa Do Sol The champion of the world Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Do Fa Do Fa Rem Do Rem Do Mim Lam Fa Do Sol Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Lam Fa Do
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