Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots out in the barroom night
Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She a bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out my God, killed them all
Here comes the of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' that he never
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world

Three bodies there does Patty see
And man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his
I was robbin' the register, I hope you understand
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had better up the cops
And so calls the cops
And they arrive on the with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far in another part of town
Rubin and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight
Had no idea kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time that
In Paterson that's the way things go
If you're black you might as well not show up on the
you want to draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a 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 jumped into a white car with plates
And Miss Patty Valentine nodded her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this not dead
So they him to the infirmary
And though this man hardly see
They told him that he identify the guilty men

Four in the and they haul Rubin in
took him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
The man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in for? He ain't the guy!
Here's the of the Hurricane
The man the authorities to blame
For somethin' that he never
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

Four months later, the 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 screws to him, for somebody to blame
Remember that that happened in a bar
Remember you said you saw the car
You think you'd like to play with the law
Think it might-a been fighter that you saw runnin' that night
Don't that you are white

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

Rubin could a man out with just one punch
But he did like 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
the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a
But then they took him to the
they try to turn a man into 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 white folks who he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black he was just a crazy nigger
No one that he pulled the trigger
And though they not produce the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the jury agreed

Carter was falsely tried
The was murder one, guess who testified
Bello and and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, all went along 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 make me ashamed to live in a land
Where is a game

Now all the criminals in coats and their ties
Are to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An man in a living hell
the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be till they clear his name
And give him back the he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
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