Gli accordi di Hurricane di Bob Dylan

Gli accordi di Hurricane di Bob Dylan per chitarra.
Hurricane è un singolo di Bob Dylan. Scritta a quattro mani con Jacques Levy, la canzone parla dell’imprigionamento di Rubin “Hurricane” Carter. È la traccia di apertura di Desire e probabilmente la più nota dell’intero album. La canzone venne anche stampata su disco 45 giri, divisa sulle due facciate.

INTRO ACCORDI: Lam  Fa  Lam  Fa (X2)
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 Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
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 Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
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   She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
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    Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
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     Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
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    The man the authorities came to blame
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    For somethin' that he never done.
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    Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
       Fa           Do      Sol
 The champion of the world.
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     Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
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 And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
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    "I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
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 "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
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    I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
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    "One of us had better call up the cops."
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     And so Patty calls the cops
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    And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
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 In the hot New Jersey night.
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 Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
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 Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
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 Number one contender for the middleweight crown
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 Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
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      When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
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    Just like the time before and the time before that.
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 In Paterson that's just the way things go.
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 If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
       Fa               Do      Sol
 'Less you wanna draw the heat.
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 Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
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 Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
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 He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
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 They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
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    And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
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 Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
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 So they took him to the infirmary
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   And though this man could hardly see
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 They told him that he could i - dentify the guilty men.
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    Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
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 Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
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 The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
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 Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
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     Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
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    The man the authorities came to blame
 Rem                      Do
    For somethin' that he never done.
 Rem                 Do  Mi           Lam
    Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
      Fa           Do      Sol
 The champion of the world.
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    Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
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 Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
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 While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
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 And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
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    "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
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 "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
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 "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
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 "Think it might-a been that fighter
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 That you saw runnin' that night?"
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 "Don't forget that you are white."
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 Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
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 Cops said, "A poor boy like you Could use a break
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 We got you for the motel job End we're talkin' to your friend Bello
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 Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
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    You'll be doin' society a favor.
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    That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
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    We want to put his ass in stir
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    We want to pin this triple mur - der on him
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 He ain't no Gentleman Jim.
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 "Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
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 But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
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 It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
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 And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
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     Up to some paradise
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    Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
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     And ride a horse along a trail.
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    But then they took him to the jail house
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 Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
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 All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
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 The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
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 The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
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 To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
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    And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
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    No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
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     And though they could not produce the gun,
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 The D.A. said he was the one who who did the deed
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 And the all-white jury agreed.
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   Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
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 The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
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   Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
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   And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
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     How can the life of such a man
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   Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
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    To see him obviously framed
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 Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
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 Where justice is a game.
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 Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
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 Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
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 While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
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 An innocent man in a living hell.
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   That's the story of the Hurricane,
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   But it won't be over till they clear his name
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    And give him back the time he's done.
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     Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
      Fa           Do      Sol
 The champion of the world.
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