Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the night
Enter Patty Valentine the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of
out, "My God, they killed them all"

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

bodies lyin' there, does Patty see?
And another man named Bello, movin' around
"I do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you

I saw them leavin'" he says, and he
"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 another of town
Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one for the middleweight crown
Had no what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the of the road

like the time before and the time before that
In Paterson just the way things go
If you're you might as well 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 Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked middleweights
jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"

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

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

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

Four months later, the are in flame
in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's in the robbery game
And the are puttin' the screws to him
Lookin' for somebody to

"Remember murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't that you are white"

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

You'll be doin' a favor
That is brave and gettin' braver
We want to put his ass in
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 it's over I'd just as soon go on my way

Up to some
Where the streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse a trail
But then they him to the jailhouse
they try to turn a man into a mouse

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

And to the black folks he was just a nigger
No one that he pulled the trigger
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the jury agreed

Rubin Carter was tried
The crime was murder one, who testified?
Bello and and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all along for the ride

How can the of such a man
Be in the palm of some hand?
To see him obviously
Couldn't help but make me feel to live in a land
Where justice is a

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

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