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Pistol shots ring out in the barroom
Enter Valentine from the upper hall
She sees a bartender in a pool of
out my God, they killed them all
Here comes the story of the
The man the came to blame
For somethin' that he never
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The of the world

Three bodies lyin' there does see
And another man named Bello, movin' mysteriously
I didn't do it, he says, and he up his hands
I was only robbin' the register, I you understand
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the
And so Patty the cops
And they arrive on the scene their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far away in part of town
Rubin Carter and a of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight
Had no idea what kinda was about to go down
a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time that
In Paterson that's just the way go
If you're black you might as well not show up on the
'Less you want to draw the

Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out around
He said, I saw two men out, they looked like middleweights
They into a white car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this not dead
So took him to the infirmary
And this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the men

Four in the mornin' and they Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and they brought him
The wounded man up through his one dyin' eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in here He ain't the guy!
Here's the story of the
The man the authorities to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The of the world

Four months later, the ghettos are in
Rubin's in South America, for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery
And the cops are the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
Remember murder that happened in a bar
Remember you said you saw the car
You you'd like to play ball with the law
Think it might-a been that that you saw runnin' that night
Don't forget you are white

Arthur Dexter Bradley I'm really not sure
The cops said a poor boy like you could use a
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to friend Bello
You don't have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' a favor
sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
We to put his ass in stir
We to pin this triple murder on him
He no Gentleman Jim

Rubin could take a man out with just one
But he never did like to talk it all that much
my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd as soon go on my way
Up to paradise
Where the streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse a trail
But then they took him to the
Where they try to turn a man a mouse

All of cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the
To the white folks who he was a revolutionary bum
And to the folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the all-white agreed

Carter was falsely tried
The crime was one, guess who testified
and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, all went along for the ride
How can the of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's
To see him framed
Couldn't help but make me ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a

Now all the criminals in their coats and ties
Are free to martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a cell
An man in a living hell
That's the story of the
But it be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time done
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The champion of the