Hurricane吉他谱
Bob Dylan · 原调 C · 最后更新
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From: Steve Vetter
Hurricane - Bob Dylan
CRDs by Steve Vetter & TSOBD
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Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
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Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
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For something that he never done
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And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
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And so Patty calls the cops
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And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
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Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
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Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
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Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
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And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
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Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
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And though this man could hardly see
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Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
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For somethin’ that he never done
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Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
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Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
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While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
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And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
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“Don’t forget that you are white”
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Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
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Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
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We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
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He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
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But he never did like to talk about it all that much
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And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
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And ride a horse along a trail
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But then they took him to the jailhouse
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All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
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And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
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And though they could not produce the gun
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The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
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And the all-white jury agreed
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Rubin Carter was falsely tried
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Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
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And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
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Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
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Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
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Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
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While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
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An innocent man in a living hell
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But it won’t be over till they clear his name
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And give him back the time he’s done
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