Hurricane

Hurricane

Track by Bob Dylan

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作詞:DYLAN BOB

作曲:LEVY JACQUES

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 somethin'
that he never done
Put in a prison cell
but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Three bodies lyin'
there does Patty see
And another man named Bello
movin' around mysteriously
I didn't do it he says
and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin' the register
I hope you understand
I saw them leavin
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 flashin
In the hot New Jersey night
Meanwhil far away
in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of
friends are drivin' 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
'Less 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 prowlin' around
He said
I saw two men runnin' 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 mornin'
and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital
and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up
through his one dyin' 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 somethin'
that he never done
Put in a prison cell
but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Four months later
the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America
fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's
still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the
screws to him
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