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Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty from the upper hall
She sees a in a pool of blood
Cries out my God, killed them all
Here comes the story of the
The man the authorities to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

Three bodies there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' mysteriously
I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his
I was only the register, I hope you understand
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had call up the cops
And so calls 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 couple of are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight
Had no idea what shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the before that
In Paterson that's just the way go
If you're black you might as well not show up on the
'Less you to draw the heat

Alfred had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like
They jumped into a white car out-of-state plates
And Miss Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, a minute, boys, this one's not dead
So they took him to the
And though man could hardly see
They told him he could identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and they Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and they him upstairs
The man looks 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 came to
For somethin' that he never
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

Four later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
that murder that happened in a bar
Remember you you saw the getaway car
You think you'd like to play ball the law
Think it might-a that fighter that you saw runnin' that night
forget that you are white

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

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

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

Rubin was falsely tried
The was murder one, guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went for the ride
How can the life of a man
Be in the of some fool's hand
To see him obviously
Couldn't help but me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a

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