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Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of
Cries out, "My God, killed them all"

comes the story of the hurricane
The man, the authorities to blame
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

bodies lyin' there, does Patty see?
And man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
"I do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was robbin' the register, I hope you understand

I saw them leavin'" he says, and he
"One of us had better up the cops"
And so calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far away in part of town
Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight
Had no idea what kinda was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the

Just the time before and the time before that
In that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the

Alfred had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car out-of-state plates"

And Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this not dead"
So they took him to the
And though this man hardly see
told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and they haul in
Take him to the hospital and they him upstairs
The wounded man up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in for? He ain't the guy"

Yes, the story of the hurricane
The man the authorities to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The of the world

months later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America, for his name
Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the to him
Lookin' for somebody to

"Remember that murder happened in a bar?"
"Remember you you saw the getaway car?"
"You you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't that you are white"

Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm not sure"
Cops said, "A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a fellow

You'll be doin' a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and braver
We to put his ass in stir
We to pin this triple murder on him
He no gentleman Jim"

Rubin could a man out with just one punch
But he did like to talk about it all that much
my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as go on my way

Up to some
Where the trout streams flow and the air is
And a horse along a trail
But then they him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man a mouse

All of Rubin's cards were in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he had a chance
The judge Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white who watched he was a revolutionary bum

And to the black folks he was just a nigger
No one doubted that he the trigger
And though they could not the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury

Rubin Carter was falsely
The crime was murder one, guess who
Bello and and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went for the ride

How can the of such a man
Be in the palm of some hand?
To see him obviously
Couldn't but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
justice is a game

Now all the criminals in coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and the sun rise
While Rubin like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living

That's the of the hurricane
But it be over till they clear his name
And give him back the he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
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