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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 Didnt 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.

Meanwhile, 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 Thats Just The Way Things Go.

If Youre 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 Ones 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, "whad You Bring Him In Here For? He Aint The Guy!"

Yes, Heres 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,

Rubins In South America, Fightin For His Name

While Arthur Dexter Bradleys Still In The Robbery Game

And The Cops Are Puttin The Screws To Him,

Lookin For Somebody To Blame.

"remember That Murder That Happened In A Bar?"

"remember You Said You Saw The Getaway Car?"

"you Think Youd Like To Play Ball With The Law?"

"think It Might-a Been That Fighter That You Saw Runnin That Night?"

"dont Forget That You Are White."

Arthur Dexter Bradley Said, "im Really Not Sure."

Cops Said,

"a Poor Boy Like You Could Use A Break

We Got You For The Motel Job

And Were Talkin To Your Friend Bello

Now You Dont Wanta Have To Go Back To Jail, Be A Nice Fellow.

Youll Be Doin Society A Favor.

That Sonofabitch Is Brave And Gettin Braver.

We Want To Put His Ass In Stir

We Want To Pin This Triple Murder On Him

He Aint No Gentleman Jim."

Rubin Could Take A Man Out With Just One Punch

But He Never Did Like To Talk About It All That Much.

Its My Work, Hed Say, And I Do It For Pay

And When Its Over Id 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.

All Of Rubins Cards Were Marked In Advance

The Trial Was A Pig-circus, He Never Had A Chance.

The Judge Made Rubins 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 All-white Jury Agreed.

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 Fools Hand?

To See Him Obviously Framed

Couldnt Help But Make Me Feel Ashamed To Live In A Land

Where Justice Is A Game.

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 Ten-foot Cell

An Innocent Man In A Living Hell.

Thats The Story Of The Hurricane,

But It Wont Be Over Till They Clear His Name

And Give Him Back The Time Hes Done.

Put In A Prison Cell, But One Time He Could-a Been

The Champion Of The World.