Chords for Bob Dylan - Hurricane (1976)

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Here comes [F] the story of the hurricane, [C] _ the man the [F] authorities came to blame [Dm] _ for something
that he [C] never done. _
_ [Dm] Put in a prison cell [C] for one [Em]
time he could [A] have been [F] the champion of [C] the world. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Rip out his lion [F] head as bad as she, _ [Am] and another man named Bella [F] moving around _ mysteriously.
[Am] I didn't do it he [F] says he holds up his hands.
[Am] I was only robbing the register, [F] I hope you [C] understand.
Armstrong [A#]
leaving [F] he says and he stops.
[C] _ One of us had [F] better call up the cops.
[Dm] _ And so Patty [C] calls the cops, _ [Dm] and they arrive on [C] the scene [Em] with the red [A] lights [F] flashing in a high [C]-pitched,
as in high-pitched.
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[Am] _ _ Meanwhile far [F] away in another [Am] part of town,
_ Ruben Conn and some friends out driving around.
The number one contender [B] for the [Am] middleweight crown.
Had no idea [F] what kind of shit was about to go [C] down, when the [F] cops pull him over to the side of the road.
[C] Just like the [F] time before and time before that.
[Dm] _ In Patterson [C] that's just the way things go.
[Dm] _ If you're black you [C] might as well not show up [A] on the street, [F] unless you want to [C] drive ahead. _
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Moments later [F] the jitters [Am] and flames, _ Ruben in South [F] America fighting [Am] for his name.
All the nicks and bandits [F] still know how the week ends.
[Am] The cops are putting the screws [F] in him, looking for someone to [C] blame.
Remember the murder [F] that you happened in a bar.
[C] _ [G] Remember you said you [F] saw the getaway car.
[Dm] _ How'd you like to play [C] ball that long?
_ [Dm] _ Think it might have [C] been that fighter [Em] running [Am] that night, or get that [C] do away.
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_ Father [F#] Dexter Bradley [F] said I'm really not sure.
[Am] _ Cops said a poor boy like [F] you could use a break.
We got you for the motel job and we're talking your creme [Am] bello.
You don't want to have to go back to [F] jail, be a nice fellow.
[C] _ [G] You're they doing [F] society a favor.
[C] That [G] son of a bitch [F] is brave and getting braver.
[Dm] We want to put his [C] ass in the stir. _
_ [Dm] We want to pin this [C] cripple [Em] murder [A] on him.
[F] He ain't no [C] gentleman's jam. _
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ Ruben's car is [F] unlocked and it bangs.
[Am] The trial was a pinch suckers, [F] he never stood a chance.
[Am] The judge made Ruben's [F] witnesses drunkards from the slums.
[Am] To the white folks he was just a [F] revolutionary thug.
[C] To the black folks he was [F] just a crazy nigger.
_ [C] No one [F] doubted that he pulled the trigger.
[Dm] _ Though they could not [C] produce the gun, _ [Dm] _ the DA said [C] he was the one [Em] who did the [Am] deed.
And they all [C] agreed.
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[Am] _ [F#] all the criminals [F] in their coats and their ties [Am] are free to drink martinis [F] and watch the sunrise.
[F#] While Ruben sits like Buddha [F] in a 10-foot cell.
[Am] An innocent man in [F] a living [C] hell.
Yes that's the [F] story
of the hurricane. _
[C] But it won't be [F] over till they clear his name. _
[Dm] Give him back the time [C] he's done. _
[Dm] Put in a prison cell [C] but one [Em] time he could [Am] have been [F] the champion of [C] the world.
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