Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of
Cries out, "My God, killed them all"

Here the story of the hurricane
The man, the came to blame
For somethin' that he never
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The champion of the

Three bodies lyin' there, does Patty
And another man Bello, movin' around 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 call up the cops"
And so Patty calls the
And arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far away in part of town
Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was to go down
When a cop pulled him to the side of the road

like the time before and the time before that
In that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as not show up on the street
'Less you wanna the heat

Alfred Bello had a and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they like middleweights
They jumped into a car with out-of-state plates"

And Miss Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this not dead"
So took him to the infirmary
And though man could hardly see
They told him he could identify the guilty men

in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
The wounded man up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here He ain't the guy"

Yes, here's the of the hurricane
The man the came to blame
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The champion of the

Four later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America, for his name
Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the to him
for somebody to blame

"Remember that murder that in a bar?"
"Remember you you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to ball with the law?"
"Think it been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget you are white"

Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure"
Cops said, "A poor boy like you use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend
Now you don't wanta to go back to jail, be a nice fellow

You'll be doin' society a
sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
We to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple on him
He no gentleman Jim"

Rubin could a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that
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 trout flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse a trail
But then took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a

All of Rubin's cards marked in advance
The was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
The judge made witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a bum

And to the black he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the
And though they could not the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the all-white jury

Rubin Carter was falsely
The crime was one, guess who testified?
Bello and and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went 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 is a game

Now all the criminals in their coats and ties
Are to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a hell

the story of the hurricane
But it won't be over till they his name
And him back the time he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world