Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom
Enter Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a of blood
out, "My God, they killed them all"

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

bodies lyin' there, does Patty see?
And another man Bello, movin' around mysteriously
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his
"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 with their red flashin'
In the hot New night

Meanwhile, far in another part of town
Rubin and a couple of friends are drivin' around
one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop him over to the side of the road

Just like the 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
you wanna draw the heat

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

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

Four in the and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and they him upstairs
The wounded man looks up 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 authorities came to
For somethin' that he done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

Four later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his
While Arthur 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 you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't that you are white"

Dexter Bradley 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 back to jail, be a fellow

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

Rubin could a man out with just one punch
But he never did to talk about it all that much
my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as go on my way

Up to some
Where the trout streams and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a
But then took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man a mouse

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

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

Rubin 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
Couldn't but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where is a game

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

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