Chords for Bob Dylan - Hurricane

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[Am] The shots rang out in a [F] bar room night.
[Am] And the panel bounced out [F] from the upper [Am] hall.
_ She's a bar to the [F] line and a fool of [Am] blood.
Cries [E] out, my [F] God, that killed them [C] all.
Here comes the story [F] 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 [C] cell for one [Em]
time he [A] could have been
[F] the champion [C] of the _ _
_ [G] world.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Ripped out his line, [F] there was Patty H.
Z.
[Am] And another man named Bella [F] moving around mysteriously.
[Am] _ I didn't do it, [F] he says, he holds up his hands.
[Am] I told him, open the [F] register, I'll help you understand.
_ [C] I told him, leave [F] him, he says, and he stops.
[C] _ One of us [F] had better call up the cops.
[Dm] _ And so Patty calls [C] the cops.
And [Dm] they arrive on the [C] scene with [Em] the red lights [F] flashing
and a huff, [C] you're just in a _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Am] haze. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Am] _ _ Meanwhile, far [F] away in another [Am] part of town,
Reuben cut in some friends I fathered around.
The number one [Dm] contender for the [Am] middleweight crown.
_ Had no idea [F] what kind of shit was about to go [C] down.
When the cops pulled him over [F] to the side of the road.
[C] _ Just like the time [F] before and time before [Dm] that.
In Paris and [C] that's just the way things go.
_ [Dm] If you're black you might [C] as well not [Em] show up on the [A] street.
But you'll want [C] to drive ahead.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Four months [Em] later, the [Am] ghetto's in place.
Reuben of South America fighting for his name.
Other exes proudly [F] still in the robbery game.
[Am] The cops went to school [F] and you look up at some of the [C] plays.
Remember [F] the murder that you happened in a bar.
[C] _ Remember you [F] said you saw the getaway car.
[Dm] _ How'd you like to [C] play ball at all?
_ [Dm] _ Think it might [C] have been that [Em] fighter running [Am] that night.
Forget [C] that you were white.
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[Am] _ Other [F#] exes proudly [F] said I'm really not sure.
[Am] _ Cops said a poor boy [F] like you could use [Am] that break.
We got you for the motel [F] job and we're talking to your friend Bello.
[Am] You don't want to have to go back [F] to jail.
Be a nice fellow.
[C] _ [Gm] You'll be doing [F] society a favor.
[C] That son of a bitch [F] is brave and getting [Dm] braver.
We want to put his [C] ass in the _ stirrer.
[Dm] We want to pin [C] this triple [Em] murder [A] on him.
[F] He ain't no [C] gentleman's heir.
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ Reuben's cars [F] were marked in advance.
_ [Am] The trial was a pink circus.
[F] He never stood a chance.
[Am] The judge made Reuben [F] witnesses drunkards from the slums.
[Am] To the white folks he was just [F] a revolutionary thug.
_ [C] To the black folks he was [F] just a crazy nigger.
_ [C] No [F] one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
[Dm] _ So they could not produce [C] the gun.
_ _ [Dm] The DA [C] said he was the one [Em] who did the [Am] deed.
And they all [C] agreed.
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[Am] Now all the criminals [F] in their coats and their ties
[Am] Are free to drink [F] martinis and watch the sun rise.
[Am] While Reuben sits like [F] Buddha in a ten foot cell.
An innocent man [F] in 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 him in a prison cell [C] for one [Em] time.
He could [Am] have been [F] the champion of [C] the world.
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