Hurricane è una canzone di protesta contro l’imprigionamento del pugile americano Rubin Carter, detto Hurricane, per motivi di puro razzismo, scritta da Bob Dylan assieme allo scrittore Jacques Levy.
Il testo è ispirato all’autobiografia scritta dallo stesso pugile, e vuole mettere in luce la sua innocenza a dispetto delle tre accuse di omicidio che dovette subire.
Hurricane è il brano più celebre dell’album Desire, il 17esimo album studio di Dylan, pubblicato nel 1976. E’ stato eseguito live solo per promuoverne l’uscita: è proprio dal 1976 che il cantautore non esegue il brano ai suoi concerti.
Testo + accordi per chitarra.
Hurricane Bob Dylan Accordi per Chitarra Guitar
Intro: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night LAm FA Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall LAm FA She sees the bartender in a pool of blood LAm FA Cries out "My God they killed them all!" DO FA Here comes the story of the Hurricane, SOL DO FA The man the authorities came to blame REm DO For something that he never done REm DO MIm LAm Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been FA DO SOL The champion of the world Strumentale: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see LAm FA And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously LAm FA “I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands LAm FA “I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand DO FA I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops SOL DO FA “One of us had better call up the cops” REm DO And so Patty calls the cops REm DO MIm LAm And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’ FA DO SOL In the hot New Jersey night Strumentale: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA Meanwhile, far away in another part of town LAm FA Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around LAm FA Number one contender for the middleweight crown LAm FA Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down DO FA When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road SOL DO FA Just like the time before and the time before that REm DO In Paterson that’s just the way things go REm DO MIm LAm If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street FA DO SOL ’Less you wanna draw the heat Strumentale: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA Four months later, the ghettos are in flame LAm FA Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name LAm FA While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game LAm FA And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame DO FA “Remember that murder that happened in a bar?” SOL DO FA “Remember you said you saw the getaway car?” REm DO “You think you’d like to play ball with the law?” REm DO MIm LAm “Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?” FA DO SOL “Don’t forget that you are white” Strumentale: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure” LAm FA Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break LAm FA We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello LAm FA Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow DO FA You’ll be doin’ society a favor SOL DO FA That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver REm DO We want to put his ass in stir REm DO MIm LAm We want to pin this triple murder on him FA DO SOL He ain’t no Gentleman Jim” Strumentale: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance LAm FA The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance LAm FA The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums LAm FA To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum DO FA And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger SOL DO FA No one doubted that he pulled the trigger REm DO And though they could not produce the gun REm DO MIm LAm The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed FA DO SOL And the all-white jury agreed Strumentale: LAm FA LAm FA LAm FA Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties LAm FA Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise LAm FA While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell LAm FA An innocent man in a living hell DO FA That’s the story of the Hurricane SOL DO FA But it won’t be over till they clear his name REm DO And give him back the time he’s done REm DO MIm LAm Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been FA DO SOL The champion of the world