Ukulele Chords HURRICANE By BOB DYLAN
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Ukulele Chords HURRICANE By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 1
Intro :Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 1 :
Dm Bb
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Dm Bb
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Dm Bb
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Dm Bb
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
F Bb
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C F Bb
The man the authorities came to blame
Gm F
For something that he never done
Gm F Am
Put in a prison cell but one time
Dm Bb F C
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 2 :
Dm Bb
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Dm Bb
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Dm Bb
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Dm Bb
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
F Bb
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
C F Bb
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Gm F
And so Patty calls the cops
Gm F Am
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Dm Bb F C
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 3 :
Dm Bb
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Dm Bb
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Dm Bb
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Dm Bb
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
F Bb
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
C F Bb
Just like the time before and the time before that
Gm F
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Gm F Am
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Dm Bb F C
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 4 :
Dm Bb
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Dm Bb
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Dm Bb
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Dm Bb
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
F Bb
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
C F Bb
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Gm F
So they took him to the infirmary
Gm F Am
And though this man could hardly see
Dm Bb F C
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 5 :
Dm Bb
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Dm Bb
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Dm Bb
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Dm Bb
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
F Bb
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
C F Bb
The man the authorities came to blame
Gm F
For somethin’ that he never done
Gm F Am
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Dm Bb F C
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 6 :
Dm Bb
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Dm Bb
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Dm Bb
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Dm Bb
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
F Bb
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
C F Bb
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Gm F
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Gm F Am
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Dm Bb F C
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 7 :
Dm Bb
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Dm Bb
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Dm Bb
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Dm Bb
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
F Bb
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
C F Bb
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Gm F
We want to put his ass in stir
Gm F Am
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Dm Bb F C
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 8 :
Dm Bb
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Dm Bb
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Dm Bb
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Dm Bb
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
F Bb
Up to some paradise
C F Bb
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Gm F
And ride a horse along a trail
Gm F Am
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Dm Bb F C
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 9 :
Dm Bb
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Dm Bb
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Dm Bb
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Dm Bb
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
F Bb
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
C F Bb
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Gm F
And though they could not produce the gun
Gm F Am
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Dm Bb F C
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 10 :
Dm Bb
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Dm Bb
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Dm Bb
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Dm Bb
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
F Bb
How can the life of such a man
C F Bb
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Gm F
To see him obviously framed
Gm F Am
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Dm Bb F C
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Verse 11 :
Dm Bb
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Dm Bb
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Dm Bb
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Dm Bb
An innocent man in a living hell
F Bb
That’s the story of the Hurricane
C F Bb
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Gm F
And give him back the time he’s done
Gm F Am
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Dm Bb F C
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
HURRICANE Ukulele Chords By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 2
Intro :Bm G Bm G
Verse 1 :
Bm G
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Bm G
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Bm G
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Bm G
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
D G
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
A D G
The man the authorities came to blame
Em D
For something that he never done
Em D Gbm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Bm G D A
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 2 :
Bm G
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Bm G
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Bm G
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Bm G
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
D G
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
A D G
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Em D
And so Patty calls the cops
Em D Gbm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Bm G D A
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 3 :
Bm G
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Bm G
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Bm G
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Bm G
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
D G
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
A D G
Just like the time before and the time before that
Em D
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Em D Gbm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Bm G D A
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 4 :
Bm G
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Bm G
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Bm G
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Bm G
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
D G
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
A D G
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Em D
So they took him to the infirmary
Em D Gbm
And though this man could hardly see
Bm G D A
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 5 :
Bm G
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Bm G
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Bm G
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Bm G
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
D G
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
A D G
The man the authorities came to blame
Em D
For somethin’ that he never done
Em D Gbm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Bm G D A
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 6 :
Bm G
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Bm G
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Bm G
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Bm G
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
D G
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
A D G
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Em D
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Em D Gbm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Bm G D A
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 7 :
Bm G
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Bm G
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Bm G
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Bm G
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
D G
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
A D G
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Em D
We want to put his ass in stir
Em D Gbm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Bm G D A
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 8 :
Bm G
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Bm G
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Bm G
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Bm G
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
D G
Up to some paradise
A D G
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Em D
And ride a horse along a trail
Em D Gbm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Bm G D A
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 9 :
Bm G
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Bm G
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Bm G
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Bm G
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
D G
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
A D G
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Em D
And though they could not produce the gun
Em D Gbm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Bm G D A
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 10 :
Bm G
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Bm G
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Bm G
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Bm G
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
D G
How can the life of such a man
A D G
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Em D
To see him obviously framed
Em D Gbm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Bm G D A
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Bm G Bm G
Verse 11 :
Bm G
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Bm G
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Bm G
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Bm G
An innocent man in a living hell
D G
That’s the story of the Hurricane
A D G
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Em D
And give him back the time he’s done
Em D Gbm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Bm G D A
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
Ukulele Chords BOB DYLAN-HURRICANE
VERSION 3
Intro :Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 1 :
Cm Ab
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Cm Ab
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Cm Ab
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cm Ab
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
Eb Ab
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
Bb Eb Ab
The man the authorities came to blame
Fm Eb
For something that he never done
Fm Eb Gm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Cm Ab Eb Bb
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 2 :
Cm Ab
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Cm Ab
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Cm Ab
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Cm Ab
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
Eb Ab
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
Bb Eb Ab
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Fm Eb
And so Patty calls the cops
Fm Eb Gm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Cm Ab Eb Bb
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 3 :
Cm Ab
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Cm Ab
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Cm Ab
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Cm Ab
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
Eb Ab
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Bb Eb Ab
Just like the time before and the time before that
Fm Eb
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Fm Eb Gm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Cm Ab Eb Bb
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 4 :
Cm Ab
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Cm Ab
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Cm Ab
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Cm Ab
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
Eb Ab
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Bb Eb Ab
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Fm Eb
So they took him to the infirmary
Fm Eb Gm
And though this man could hardly see
Cm Ab Eb Bb
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 5 :
Cm Ab
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Cm Ab
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Cm Ab
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Cm Ab
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
Eb Ab
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
Bb Eb Ab
The man the authorities came to blame
Fm Eb
For somethin’ that he never done
Fm Eb Gm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Cm Ab Eb Bb
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 6 :
Cm Ab
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Cm Ab
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Cm Ab
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Cm Ab
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
Eb Ab
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
Bb Eb Ab
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Fm Eb
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Fm Eb Gm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Cm Ab Eb Bb
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 7 :
Cm Ab
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Cm Ab
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Cm Ab
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Cm Ab
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
Eb Ab
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
Bb Eb Ab
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Fm Eb
We want to put his ass in stir
Fm Eb Gm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Cm Ab Eb Bb
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 8 :
Cm Ab
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Cm Ab
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Cm Ab
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Cm Ab
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
Eb Ab
Up to some paradise
Bb Eb Ab
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Fm Eb
And ride a horse along a trail
Fm Eb Gm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Cm Ab Eb Bb
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 9 :
Cm Ab
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Cm Ab
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Cm Ab
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Cm Ab
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
Eb Ab
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
Bb Eb Ab
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Fm Eb
And though they could not produce the gun
Fm Eb Gm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Cm Ab Eb Bb
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 10 :
Cm Ab
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Cm Ab
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Cm Ab
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Cm Ab
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
Eb Ab
How can the life of such a man
Bb Eb Ab
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Fm Eb
To see him obviously framed
Fm Eb Gm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Cm Ab Eb Bb
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Cm Ab Cm Ab
Verse 11 :
Cm Ab
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Cm Ab
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Cm Ab
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Cm Ab
An innocent man in a living hell
Eb Ab
That’s the story of the Hurricane
Bb Eb Ab
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Fm Eb
And give him back the time he’s done
Fm Eb Gm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Cm Ab Eb Bb
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
Ukulele Chords For HURRICANE By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 4
Intro :Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 1 :
Dbm A
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Dbm A
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Dbm A
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Dbm A
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
E A
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
B E A
The man the authorities came to blame
Gbm E
For something that he never done
Gbm E Abm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Dbm A E B
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 2 :
Dbm A
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Dbm A
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Dbm A
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Dbm A
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
E A
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
B E A
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Gbm E
And so Patty calls the cops
Gbm E Abm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Dbm A E B
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 3 :
Dbm A
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Dbm A
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Dbm A
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Dbm A
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
E A
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
B E A
Just like the time before and the time before that
Gbm E
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Gbm E Abm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Dbm A E B
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 4 :
Dbm A
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Dbm A
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Dbm A
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Dbm A
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
E A
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
B E A
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Gbm E
So they took him to the infirmary
Gbm E Abm
And though this man could hardly see
Dbm A E B
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 5 :
Dbm A
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Dbm A
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Dbm A
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Dbm A
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
E A
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
B E A
The man the authorities came to blame
Gbm E
For somethin’ that he never done
Gbm E Abm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Dbm A E B
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 6 :
Dbm A
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Dbm A
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Dbm A
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Dbm A
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
E A
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
B E A
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Gbm E
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Gbm E Abm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Dbm A E B
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 7 :
Dbm A
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Dbm A
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Dbm A
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Dbm A
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
E A
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
B E A
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Gbm E
We want to put his ass in stir
Gbm E Abm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Dbm A E B
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 8 :
Dbm A
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Dbm A
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Dbm A
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Dbm A
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
E A
Up to some paradise
B E A
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Gbm E
And ride a horse along a trail
Gbm E Abm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Dbm A E B
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 9 :
Dbm A
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Dbm A
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Dbm A
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Dbm A
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
E A
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
B E A
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Gbm E
And though they could not produce the gun
Gbm E Abm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Dbm A E B
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 10 :
Dbm A
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Dbm A
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Dbm A
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Dbm A
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
E A
How can the life of such a man
B E A
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Gbm E
To see him obviously framed
Gbm E Abm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Dbm A E B
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Dbm A Dbm A
Verse 11 :
Dbm A
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Dbm A
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Dbm A
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Dbm A
An innocent man in a living hell
E A
That’s the story of the Hurricane
B E A
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Gbm E
And give him back the time he’s done
Gbm E Abm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Dbm A E B
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
Uke Chords HURRICANE By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 5
Intro :Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 1 :
Bbm Gb
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Bbm Gb
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Bbm Gb
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Bbm Gb
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
Db Gb
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
Ab Db Gb
The man the authorities came to blame
Ebm Db
For something that he never done
Ebm Db Fm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Bbm Gb Db Ab
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 2 :
Bbm Gb
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Bbm Gb
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Bbm Gb
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Bbm Gb
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
Db Gb
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
Ab Db Gb
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Ebm Db
And so Patty calls the cops
Ebm Db Fm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Bbm Gb Db Ab
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 3 :
Bbm Gb
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Bbm Gb
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Bbm Gb
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Bbm Gb
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
Db Gb
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Ab Db Gb
Just like the time before and the time before that
Ebm Db
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Ebm Db Fm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Bbm Gb Db Ab
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 4 :
Bbm Gb
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Bbm Gb
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Bbm Gb
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Bbm Gb
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
Db Gb
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Ab Db Gb
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Ebm Db
So they took him to the infirmary
Ebm Db Fm
And though this man could hardly see
Bbm Gb Db Ab
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 5 :
Bbm Gb
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Bbm Gb
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Bbm Gb
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Bbm Gb
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
Db Gb
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
Ab Db Gb
The man the authorities came to blame
Ebm Db
For somethin’ that he never done
Ebm Db Fm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Bbm Gb Db Ab
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 6 :
Bbm Gb
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Bbm Gb
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Bbm Gb
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Bbm Gb
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
Db Gb
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
Ab Db Gb
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Ebm Db
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Ebm Db Fm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Bbm Gb Db Ab
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 7 :
Bbm Gb
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Bbm Gb
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Bbm Gb
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Bbm Gb
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
Db Gb
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
Ab Db Gb
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Ebm Db
We want to put his ass in stir
Ebm Db Fm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Bbm Gb Db Ab
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 8 :
Bbm Gb
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Bbm Gb
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Bbm Gb
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Bbm Gb
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
Db Gb
Up to some paradise
Ab Db Gb
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Ebm Db
And ride a horse along a trail
Ebm Db Fm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Bbm Gb Db Ab
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 9 :
Bbm Gb
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Bbm Gb
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Bbm Gb
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Bbm Gb
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
Db Gb
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
Ab Db Gb
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Ebm Db
And though they could not produce the gun
Ebm Db Fm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Bbm Gb Db Ab
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 10 :
Bbm Gb
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Bbm Gb
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Bbm Gb
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Bbm Gb
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
Db Gb
How can the life of such a man
Ab Db Gb
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Ebm Db
To see him obviously framed
Ebm Db Fm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Bbm Gb Db Ab
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Bbm Gb Bbm Gb
Verse 11 :
Bbm Gb
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Bbm Gb
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Bbm Gb
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Bbm Gb
An innocent man in a living hell
Db Gb
That’s the story of the Hurricane
Ab Db Gb
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Ebm Db
And give him back the time he’s done
Ebm Db Fm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Bbm Gb Db Ab
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
Uke Chords For HURRICANE By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 6
Intro :Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 1 :
Ebm B
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Ebm B
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Ebm B
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Ebm B
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
Gb B
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
Db Gb B
The man the authorities came to blame
Abm Gb
For something that he never done
Abm Gb Bbm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Ebm B Gb Db
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 2 :
Ebm B
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Ebm B
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Ebm B
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Ebm B
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
Gb B
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
Db Gb B
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Abm Gb
And so Patty calls the cops
Abm Gb Bbm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Ebm B Gb Db
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 3 :
Ebm B
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Ebm B
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Ebm B
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Ebm B
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
Gb B
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Db Gb B
Just like the time before and the time before that
Abm Gb
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Abm Gb Bbm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Ebm B Gb Db
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 4 :
Ebm B
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Ebm B
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Ebm B
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Ebm B
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
Gb B
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Db Gb B
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Abm Gb
So they took him to the infirmary
Abm Gb Bbm
And though this man could hardly see
Ebm B Gb Db
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 5 :
Ebm B
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Ebm B
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Ebm B
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Ebm B
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
Gb B
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
Db Gb B
The man the authorities came to blame
Abm Gb
For somethin’ that he never done
Abm Gb Bbm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Ebm B Gb Db
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 6 :
Ebm B
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Ebm B
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Ebm B
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Ebm B
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
Gb B
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
Db Gb B
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Abm Gb
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Abm Gb Bbm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Ebm B Gb Db
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 7 :
Ebm B
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Ebm B
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Ebm B
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Ebm B
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
Gb B
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
Db Gb B
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Abm Gb
We want to put his ass in stir
Abm Gb Bbm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Ebm B Gb Db
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 8 :
Ebm B
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Ebm B
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Ebm B
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Ebm B
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
Gb B
Up to some paradise
Db Gb B
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Abm Gb
And ride a horse along a trail
Abm Gb Bbm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Ebm B Gb Db
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 9 :
Ebm B
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Ebm B
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Ebm B
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Ebm B
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
Gb B
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
Db Gb B
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Abm Gb
And though they could not produce the gun
Abm Gb Bbm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Ebm B Gb Db
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 10 :
Ebm B
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Ebm B
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Ebm B
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Ebm B
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
Gb B
How can the life of such a man
Db Gb B
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Abm Gb
To see him obviously framed
Abm Gb Bbm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Ebm B Gb Db
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Ebm B Ebm B
Verse 11 :
Ebm B
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Ebm B
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Ebm B
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Ebm B
An innocent man in a living hell
Gb B
That’s the story of the Hurricane
Db Gb B
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Abm Gb
And give him back the time he’s done
Abm Gb Bbm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Ebm B Gb Db
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
HURRICANE Uke Chords By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 7
Intro :Em C Em C
Verse 1 :
Em C
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Em C
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Em C
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Em C
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
G C
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
D G C
The man the authorities came to blame
Am G
For something that he never done
Am G Bm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Em C G D
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 2 :
Em C
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Em C
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Em C
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Em C
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
G C
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
D G C
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Am G
And so Patty calls the cops
Am G Bm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Em C G D
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 3 :
Em C
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Em C
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Em C
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Em C
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
G C
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
D G C
Just like the time before and the time before that
Am G
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Am G Bm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Em C G D
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 4 :
Em C
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Em C
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Em C
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Em C
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
G C
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
D G C
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Am G
So they took him to the infirmary
Am G Bm
And though this man could hardly see
Em C G D
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 5 :
Em C
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Em C
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Em C
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Em C
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
G C
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
D G C
The man the authorities came to blame
Am G
For somethin’ that he never done
Am G Bm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Em C G D
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 6 :
Em C
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Em C
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Em C
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Em C
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
G C
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
D G C
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Am G
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Am G Bm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Em C G D
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 7 :
Em C
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Em C
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Em C
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Em C
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
G C
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
D G C
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Am G
We want to put his ass in stir
Am G Bm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Em C G D
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 8 :
Em C
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Em C
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Em C
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Em C
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
G C
Up to some paradise
D G C
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Am G
And ride a horse along a trail
Am G Bm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Em C G D
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 9 :
Em C
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Em C
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Em C
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Em C
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
G C
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
D G C
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Am G
And though they could not produce the gun
Am G Bm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Em C G D
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 10 :
Em C
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Em C
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Em C
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Em C
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
G C
How can the life of such a man
D G C
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Am G
To see him obviously framed
Am G Bm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Em C G D
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Em C Em C
Verse 11 :
Em C
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Em C
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Em C
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Em C
An innocent man in a living hell
G C
That’s the story of the Hurricane
D G C
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Am G
And give him back the time he’s done
Am G Bm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Em C G D
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
Uke Chords BOB DYLAN-HURRICANE
VERSION 8
Intro :Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 1 :
Fm Db
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Fm Db
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Fm Db
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Fm Db
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
Ab Db
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
Eb Ab Db
The man the authorities came to blame
Bbm Ab
For something that he never done
Bbm Ab Cm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Fm Db Ab Eb
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 2 :
Fm Db
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Fm Db
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Fm Db
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Fm Db
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
Ab Db
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
Eb Ab Db
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Bbm Ab
And so Patty calls the cops
Bbm Ab Cm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Fm Db Ab Eb
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 3 :
Fm Db
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Fm Db
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Fm Db
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Fm Db
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
Ab Db
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Eb Ab Db
Just like the time before and the time before that
Bbm Ab
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Bbm Ab Cm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Fm Db Ab Eb
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 4 :
Fm Db
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Fm Db
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Fm Db
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Fm Db
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
Ab Db
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Eb Ab Db
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Bbm Ab
So they took him to the infirmary
Bbm Ab Cm
And though this man could hardly see
Fm Db Ab Eb
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 5 :
Fm Db
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Fm Db
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Fm Db
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Fm Db
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
Ab Db
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
Eb Ab Db
The man the authorities came to blame
Bbm Ab
For somethin’ that he never done
Bbm Ab Cm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Fm Db Ab Eb
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 6 :
Fm Db
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Fm Db
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Fm Db
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Fm Db
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
Ab Db
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
Eb Ab Db
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Bbm Ab
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Bbm Ab Cm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Fm Db Ab Eb
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 7 :
Fm Db
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Fm Db
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Fm Db
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Fm Db
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
Ab Db
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
Eb Ab Db
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Bbm Ab
We want to put his ass in stir
Bbm Ab Cm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Fm Db Ab Eb
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 8 :
Fm Db
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Fm Db
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Fm Db
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Fm Db
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
Ab Db
Up to some paradise
Eb Ab Db
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Bbm Ab
And ride a horse along a trail
Bbm Ab Cm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Fm Db Ab Eb
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 9 :
Fm Db
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Fm Db
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Fm Db
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Fm Db
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
Ab Db
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
Eb Ab Db
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Bbm Ab
And though they could not produce the gun
Bbm Ab Cm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Fm Db Ab Eb
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 10 :
Fm Db
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Fm Db
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Fm Db
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Fm Db
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
Ab Db
How can the life of such a man
Eb Ab Db
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Bbm Ab
To see him obviously framed
Bbm Ab Cm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Fm Db Ab Eb
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Fm Db Fm Db
Verse 11 :
Fm Db
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Fm Db
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Fm Db
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Fm Db
An innocent man in a living hell
Ab Db
That’s the story of the Hurricane
Eb Ab Db
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Bbm Ab
And give him back the time he’s done
Bbm Ab Cm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Fm Db Ab Eb
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
HURRICANE Uke Chords By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 9
Intro :Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 1 :
Gbm D
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Gbm D
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Gbm D
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Gbm D
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
A D
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
E A D
The man the authorities came to blame
Bm A
For something that he never done
Bm A Dbm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Gbm D A E
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 2 :
Gbm D
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Gbm D
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Gbm D
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Gbm D
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
A D
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
E A D
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Bm A
And so Patty calls the cops
Bm A Dbm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Gbm D A E
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 3 :
Gbm D
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Gbm D
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Gbm D
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Gbm D
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
A D
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
E A D
Just like the time before and the time before that
Bm A
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Bm A Dbm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Gbm D A E
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 4 :
Gbm D
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Gbm D
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Gbm D
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Gbm D
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
A D
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
E A D
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Bm A
So they took him to the infirmary
Bm A Dbm
And though this man could hardly see
Gbm D A E
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 5 :
Gbm D
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Gbm D
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Gbm D
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Gbm D
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
A D
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
E A D
The man the authorities came to blame
Bm A
For somethin’ that he never done
Bm A Dbm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Gbm D A E
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 6 :
Gbm D
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Gbm D
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Gbm D
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Gbm D
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
A D
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
E A D
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Bm A
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Bm A Dbm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Gbm D A E
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 7 :
Gbm D
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Gbm D
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Gbm D
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Gbm D
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
A D
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
E A D
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Bm A
We want to put his ass in stir
Bm A Dbm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Gbm D A E
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 8 :
Gbm D
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Gbm D
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Gbm D
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Gbm D
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
A D
Up to some paradise
E A D
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Bm A
And ride a horse along a trail
Bm A Dbm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Gbm D A E
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 9 :
Gbm D
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Gbm D
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Gbm D
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Gbm D
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
A D
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
E A D
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Bm A
And though they could not produce the gun
Bm A Dbm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Gbm D A E
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 10 :
Gbm D
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Gbm D
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Gbm D
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Gbm D
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
A D
How can the life of such a man
E A D
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Bm A
To see him obviously framed
Bm A Dbm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Gbm D A E
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Gbm D Gbm D
Verse 11 :
Gbm D
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Gbm D
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Gbm D
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Gbm D
An innocent man in a living hell
A D
That’s the story of the Hurricane
E A D
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Bm A
And give him back the time he’s done
Bm A Dbm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Gbm D A E
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
Ukulele Chords To HURRICANE By BOB DYLAN
VERSION 10
Intro :Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 1 :
Gm Eb
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Gm Eb
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Gm Eb
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Gm Eb
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
Bb Eb
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
F Bb Eb
The man the authorities came to blame
Cm Bb
For something that he never done
Cm Bb Dm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Gm Eb Bb F
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 2 :
Gm Eb
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Gm Eb
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Gm Eb
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Gm Eb
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
Bb Eb
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
F Bb Eb
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Cm Bb
And so Patty calls the cops
Cm Bb Dm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Gm Eb Bb F
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 3 :
Gm Eb
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Gm Eb
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Gm Eb
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Gm Eb
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
Bb Eb
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
F Bb Eb
Just like the time before and the time before that
Cm Bb
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Cm Bb Dm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Gm Eb Bb F
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 4 :
Gm Eb
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Gm Eb
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Gm Eb
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Gm Eb
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
Bb Eb
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
F Bb Eb
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Cm Bb
So they took him to the infirmary
Cm Bb Dm
And though this man could hardly see
Gm Eb Bb F
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 5 :
Gm Eb
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Gm Eb
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Gm Eb
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Gm Eb
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
Bb Eb
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
F Bb Eb
The man the authorities came to blame
Cm Bb
For somethin’ that he never done
Cm Bb Dm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Gm Eb Bb F
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 6 :
Gm Eb
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Gm Eb
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Gm Eb
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Gm Eb
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
Bb Eb
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
F Bb Eb
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Cm Bb
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Cm Bb Dm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Gm Eb Bb F
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 7 :
Gm Eb
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Gm Eb
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Gm Eb
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Gm Eb
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
Bb Eb
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
F Bb Eb
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Cm Bb
We want to put his ass in stir
Cm Bb Dm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Gm Eb Bb F
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 8 :
Gm Eb
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Gm Eb
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Gm Eb
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Gm Eb
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
Bb Eb
Up to some paradise
F Bb Eb
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Cm Bb
And ride a horse along a trail
Cm Bb Dm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Gm Eb Bb F
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 9 :
Gm Eb
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Gm Eb
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Gm Eb
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Gm Eb
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
Bb Eb
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
F Bb Eb
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Cm Bb
And though they could not produce the gun
Cm Bb Dm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Gm Eb Bb F
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 10 :
Gm Eb
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Gm Eb
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Gm Eb
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Gm Eb
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
Bb Eb
How can the life of such a man
F Bb Eb
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Cm Bb
To see him obviously framed
Cm Bb Dm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Gm Eb Bb F
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Verse 11 :
Gm Eb
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Gm Eb
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Gm Eb
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Gm Eb
An innocent man in a living hell
Bb Eb
That’s the story of the Hurricane
F Bb Eb
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Cm Bb
And give him back the time he’s done
Cm Bb Dm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Gm Eb Bb F
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
HURRICANE Ukulele Chords BOB DYLAN
VERSION 11
Intro :Abm E Abm E
Verse 1 :
Abm E
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Abm E
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Abm E
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Abm E
Cries out 'My God they killed them all!'
B E
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
Gb B E
The man the authorities came to blame
Dbm B
For something that he never done
Dbm B Ebm
Put in a prison cell but one time
Abm E B Gb
He could have been the champion of the world
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 2 :
Abm E
Three bodies lyin’ there does Patty see
Abm E
And another man named Bello, movin’ around mysteriously
Abm E
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands
Abm E
“I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand
B E
I saw them leavin’,” he says, and he stops
Gb B E
“One of us had better call up the cops”
Dbm B
And so Patty calls the cops
Dbm B Ebm
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’
Abm E B Gb
In the hot New Jersey night
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 3 :
Abm E
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Abm E
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around
Abm E
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Abm E
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
B E
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Gb B E
Just like the time before and the time before that
Dbm B
In Paterson that’s just the way things go
Dbm B Ebm
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
Abm E B Gb
’Less you wanna draw the heat
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 4 :
Abm E
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Abm E
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin’ around
Abm E
He said, “I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights
Abm E
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
B E
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Gb B E
Cop said, “Wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead”
Dbm B
So they took him to the infirmary
Dbm B Ebm
And though this man could hardly see
Abm E B Gb
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 5 :
Abm E
Four in the mornin’ and they haul Rubin in
Abm E
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Abm E
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye
Abm E
Says, “Wha’d you bring him in here for? He ain’t the guy!”
B E
Yes, here’s the story of the Hurricane
Gb B E
The man the authorities came to blame
Dbm B
For somethin’ that he never done
Dbm B Ebm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Abm E B Gb
The champion of the world
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 6 :
Abm E
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Abm E
Rubin’s in South America, fightin’ for his name
Abm E
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
Abm E
And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame
B E
“Remember that murder that happened in a bar?”
Gb B E
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
Dbm B
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law?”
Dbm B Ebm
“Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night?”
Abm E B Gb
“Don’t forget that you are white”
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 7 :
Abm E
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, “I’m really not sure”
Abm E
Cops said, “A poor boy like you could use a break
Abm E
We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend Bello
Abm E
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
B E
You’ll be doin’ society a favor
Gb B E
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver
Dbm B
We want to put his ass in stir
Dbm B Ebm
We want to pin this triple murder on him
Abm E B Gb
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 8 :
Abm E
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Abm E
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Abm E
It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay
Abm E
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
B E
Up to some paradise
Gb B E
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Dbm B
And ride a horse along a trail
Dbm B Ebm
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Abm E B Gb
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 9 :
Abm E
All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
Abm E
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Abm E
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Abm E
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
B E
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
Gb B E
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Dbm B
And though they could not produce the gun
Dbm B Ebm
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Abm E B Gb
And the all-white jury agreed
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 10 :
Abm E
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Abm E
The crime was murder “one,” guess who testified?
Abm E
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Abm E
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
B E
How can the life of such a man
Gb B E
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
Dbm B
To see him obviously framed
Dbm B Ebm
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Abm E B Gb
Where justice is a game
Instrumental :
Abm E Abm E
Verse 11 :
Abm E
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Abm E
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Abm E
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Abm E
An innocent man in a living hell
B E
That’s the story of the Hurricane
Gb B E
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
Dbm B
And give him back the time he’s done
Dbm B Ebm
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
Abm E B Gb
The champion of the world
$$$$$$$$
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