Hurricane Bob Dylan

Hurricane

Bob Dylan

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0:00 8:32
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: Am
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Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| Am | F | Am | F |
| Am | F | Am | F |

[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
Cries out, "My God,
   F
they killed them all!"
C                            F
 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
  Put in a prison cell,
    C       Em             Am        F
but one time  he coulda been The cham
            C    G
pion of the world

[Bridge]
             | Am |
| F | Am | F |

[Verse 2]
Am                              F
  Three bodies lying there does Patty see
     Am
And another man named Bello,
           F
moving around mysteriously
Am
  "I didn't do it," he says,
       F
and he throws up his hands
       Am
"I was only robbing the register,
  F
I hope you understand
C                          F
 I saw them leaving," he says,
and he stops
C                        F
 "One of us had better call up the cops"
Dm                       C
  And so Patty calls the cops
Dm                          C            Em
  And they arrive on the scene with their  red lights
   Am
flashing
       F              C    G
In the hot New Jersey night

[Bridge]
         | Am | F |
| Am | F |

[Verse 3]
Am
Meanwhile,
               F
far away in another part of town
    Am                               F
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Am                           F
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
    Am                      F
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
C                                  F
 When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
C                                  F
 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
Unless you
             C       G
want to draw the heat

[Verse 4]
Am F Am
F  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 prowling around
   Am
He said, "I saw two men running out,
     F
they looked like middleweights
     Am                           F
They jumped into a white car with outofstate plates"
C                              F
 And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
C
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys,
   F
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 that he could identify the guilty men

[Bridge]
| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 5]
Am                             F
  Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
     Am                                F
They take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
    Am                                F
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says,
Am                                     F
"Why did you bring him in here for? He is not the guy!"
C                             F
 Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane
C                          F
 The man the authorities came to blame
Dm                            C
  For something that he never done
Dm
  Put in a prison cell,
    C       Em          Am           F
but one time  he coulda been The cham
            C    G
pion of the world

[Bridge]
             | Am |
| F | Am | F |

[Verse 6]
Am
  Four months later,
    F
the ghettos are in flame
  Am
Rubin's in South America,
    F
fighting for his name
       Am                                     F
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
        Am
And the cops are putting the screws to him,
            F
looking for somebody to blame
C                           F
 "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
C                              F
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
     Dm                                 C
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
Dm
"Think it mighta been that fighter that you
   C       Em
saw running  that night?"
Am             F             C     G
  "Don't forget that you are white"

[Bridge]
         | Am | F |
| Am | F |

[Verse 7]
Am
Arthur Dexter Bradley said,
     F
"I'm really not sure"
Am
Cops said,
                           F
"A poor boy like you could use a break
   Am                                 F
We got you for the motel job and we're talking to your
friend Bello
Am
Now you don't want to have to go back to jail,
   F
be a nice fellow
C                    F
 You'll be doing society a favor
C                       F
 That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
Dm                          C
  We want to put his ass in stir
Dm                           C     Em
  We want to pin this triple murder  on him
Am        F             C   G
  He ain't no Gentleman Jim"

[Bridge]
    | 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
"It's my work," he'd say,
       F
"and I do it for pay
    Am                         F
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way"
C             F
 Up to some paradise
C                                     F
 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

[Bridge]
| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 9]
Am                          F
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
    Am
The trial was a pigcircus,
   F
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                                     F
 And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
C                       F
 No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Dm                                    C
And though they could not produce the gun
Dm
The D.A.
                C      Em           Am
said he was the one who  did the deed
        F               C   G
And the allwhite jury agreed

[Bridge]
             | Am |
| F | Am | F |

[Verse 10]
Am                   F
  Rubin Carter was falsely tried
    Am
The crime was murder "one,
        F
" guess who testified?
Am                           F
  Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
    Am
And the newspapers,
               F
they all went along for the ride
C                      F
 How can the life of such a man
C                    F
 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

[Verse 11]
Am F Am
F    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 tenfoot cell
   Am                F
An innocent man in a living hell
C                        F
 That's the story of the Hurricane
C                               F
 But it won't be over till they clear his name
Dm                           C
And give him back the time he's done
Dm
  Put in a prison cell,
  C         Em          Am           F
but one time  he coulda been The cham
            C     G
pion 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  - |

[(Fade out)]
| Am | F | Am | F |

Compases

[Intro]
| Am | F | Am | F |
| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 1]
| Am - | F - | Am - | F -  |
| Am - | F - | Am - | F -  |
| C  - | F - | C  - | F -  |
| Dm - | C - | Dm - | C Em |
| Am F | C - | G  - |

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 coulda been The cham
pion of the world

[Bridge]
             | Am |
| F | Am | F |

[Verse 2]
                    | Am - |
| F - | Am - | F -  | Am - |
| F - | Am - | F -  | C  - |
| F - | C  - | F -  | Dm - |
| C - | Dm - | C Em | Am F |
| C - | G  - |

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

[Bridge]
         | Am | F |
| Am | F |

[Verse 3]
              | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | C  - | F - |
| C  - | F -  | Dm - | C - |
| Dm - | C Em | Am F | C - |
| G  - |

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
want to draw the heat

[Verse 4]
       | Am - | F - | Am - |
| F -  | Am - | F - | Am - |
| F -  | Am - | F - | Am - |
| F -  | C  - | F - | C  - |
| F -  | Dm - | C - | Dm - |
| C Em | Am F | C - | G  - |

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 outofstate 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

[Bridge]
| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 5]
| Am - | F - | Am - | F -  |
| Am - | F - | Am - | F -  |
| C  - | F - | C  - | F -  |
| Dm - | C - | Dm - | C Em |
| Am F | C - | G  - |

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
They take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says,
"Why did you bring him in here for? He is not 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 coulda been The cham
pion of the world

[Bridge]
             | Am |
| F | Am | F |

[Verse 6]
                    | Am - |
| F - | Am - | F -  | Am - |
| F - | Am - | F -  | C  - |
| F - | C  - | F -  | Dm - |
| C - | Dm - | C Em | Am F |
| C - | G  - |

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 mighta been that fighter that you
saw running  that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"

[Bridge]
         | Am | F |
| Am | F |

[Verse 7]
              | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | C  - | F - |
| C  - | F -  | Dm - | C - |
| Dm - | C Em | Am F | C - |
| G  - |

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 want to 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"

[Bridge]
    | Am | F | Am |
| F |

[Verse 8]
       | Am - | F - | Am - |
| F -  | Am - | F - | Am - |
| F -  | C  - | F - | C  - |
| F -  | Dm - | C - | Dm - |
| C Em | Am F | C - | G  - |

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 jailhouse
Where they try  to turn a man into a mouse

[Bridge]
| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 9]
| Am - | F - | Am - | F -  |
| Am - | F - | Am - | F -  |
| C  - | F - | C  - | F -  |
| Dm - | C - | Dm - | C Em |
| Am F | C - | G  - |

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pigcircus,
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 allwhite jury agreed

[Bridge]
             | Am |
| F | Am | F |

[Verse 10]
                    | Am - |
| F - | Am - | F -  | Am - |
| F - | Am - | F -  | C  - |
| F - | C  - | F -  | Dm - |
| C - | Dm - | C Em | Am F |
| C - | G  - |

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

[Verse 11]
              | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | Am - | F - |
| Am - | F -  | C  - | F - |
| C  - | F -  | Dm - | C - |
| Dm - | C Em | Am F | C - |
| G  - |

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 tenfoot 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 coulda been The cham
pion 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  - |

[(Fade out)]
| Am | F | Am | F |

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