Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the night
Enter Patty from the upper hall
She sees the in a pool of blood
Cries out, "My God, they them all"

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

Three bodies lyin' there, Patty see?
And another man named Bello, movin' around
"I didn't do it," he says, and he up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you

I saw leavin'" he says, and he stops
"One of us had call up the cops"
And so Patty calls the
And they arrive on the scene with their red flashin'
In the hot New night

Meanwhile, far away in another of town
Rubin Carter and a of friends are drivin' around
Number one for the middleweight crown
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 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 draw the

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

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

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

Yes, the story of the hurricane
The man the came to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

Four months later, the ghettos are in
Rubin's in America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery
And the cops are the screws to him
for somebody to blame

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

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

be doin' society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin'
We want to put his ass in
We to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Jim"

Rubin could take a man out with 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 I'd just as soon go on my way

Up to paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is
And a horse along a trail
But then they him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man a mouse

All of cards were marked in advance
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 he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he the trigger
And though they not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the jury agreed

Carter was falsely tried
The crime was 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 palm of some hand?
To see him framed
help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where is a game

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

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