Hurricane Chords
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| Difficulty: | beginner |
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| Tuning: | E A D G B E |
| Capo: | no capo |
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[Intro]
| Am | F | x4
[Verse 1]
Am F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am F
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Am F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am F
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
C F G
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
C F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
For something that he never done
Dm C
Put in a prison cell but one time
Am F C G
He could have been the champion of the world
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 2]
Am F
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Am F
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Am F
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Am F
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
C N.C. F N.C. G
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
C N.C. F N.C.
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Dm C
And so Patty calls the cops
Dm C Em Am
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
F C G
In the hot New Jersey night
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 3]
Am F
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Am F
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Am F
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Am F
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
C N.C. F N.C. G
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
C N.C. F N.C.
Just like the time before and the time before that
Dm C
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Dm C Em Am
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
F C G
’Less you wanna draw the heat
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 4]
Am F
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Am F
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Am F
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Am F
Jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
C N.C. F N.C. G
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
C N.C. F N.C.
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Dm C
So they took him to the infirmary
Dm C
And though this man could hardly see
Em Am F C G
They told him he could identify the guilty men
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 5]
Am F
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Am F
They took him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
Am F
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Am F
"Say, why’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
C N.C. F N.C. G
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
C N.C. F N.C.
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
For somethin’ that he never done
Dm C Em Am
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
F C G
The champion of the world
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 6]
Am F
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Am F
Rubin’s in South America fightin’ for his name
Am F
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Am F
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him lookin’ for somebody to blame
C N.C. F N.C. G
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
C N.C. F N.C.
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
Dm C
You think you’d like to play ball with the law?
Dm C Em Am
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?
F C G
Don’t forget that you are white.”
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 7]
Am F
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Am F
The cop said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Am F
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Am F
You don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
C N.C. F N.C. G
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
C N.C. F N.C.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Dm C
We want to put his ass in stir
Dm C Em Am
We want to pin this triple murder on him
F C G
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 8]
Am F
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Am F
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Am F
It’s my work, he’d say, I do it for pay
Am F
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
C N.C. F N.C. G
Up to some paradise
C N.C. F N.C.
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Dm C
And ride a horse along a trail
Dm C Em
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Am F C G
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 9]
Am F
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Am F
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Am F
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Am F
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
C N.C. F N.C. G
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
C N.C. F N.C.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Dm C
And though they could not produce the gun
Dm C Em Am
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
F C G
And the all-white jury agreed
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 10]
Am F
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Am F
The crime was murder “one.” Guess who testified?
Am F
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Am F
And the papers, they all went along for the ride
C N.C. F N.C. G
How can the life of such a man
C N.C. F N.C.
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Dm C
To see him obviously framed
Dm C Em Am
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
F C G
Where justice is a game
[Instrumental]
| Am | F | Am | F |
[Verse 11]
Am F
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Am F
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Am F
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Am F
An innocent man in a living hell
C N.C. F N.C. G
Yes, that’s the story of the Hurricane
C N.C. F N.C.
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Dm C
And give him back the time he’s done
Dm C Em Am
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
F C G
The champion of the world
[Outro]
| Am | F | Am | F |
| Am | F | Am | F |
| C | F | C | F |
| Dm | C | Dm | C Em | Am F | C | G |
| Am | F | Am | F |
| Am | F | Am | F | C
(fade)
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Great Tab, its an Easy song to play and you really did a good job with the layout, Simplisity is key -Einstein
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"Who's Bob Dylan?"
How dare you.
May you smell the farts of a thousand lamas..
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Who's Bob Dylan?
Man...
but... easy tab... good though :)
Anyone has the harmonica tab for it?
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