Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper
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 to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The champion of the

Three bodies lyin' does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around
I didn't do it, he says, and he up his hands
I was only the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin', he says, and he
One of us had better call up the
And so Patty the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights
In the hot New night

Meanwhile, far away in another of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are around
Number one contender for the crown
Had no what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the of the road
Just like the time before and the before that
In Paterson just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not up on the street
'Less you to draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter were just out prowlin' around
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like
They jumped a white car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine nodded her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this not dead
So they took him to the
And though this man hardly see
They told him he could identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and haul Rubin in
They him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in here for? He the guy!
the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The champion of the

Four months later, the are in flame
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his
While Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, for somebody to blame
Remember that murder that in a bar
Remember you said you saw the car
You you'd like to play ball with the law
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that
Don't that you are white

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

could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that
It's my work, 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 streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse a trail
But they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a

All of cards were marked in advance
The was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
The judge made witnesses drunkards 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 the trigger
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the jury agreed

Rubin Carter was tried
The crime was murder one, who testified
Bello and Bradley and they 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 obviously
Couldn't help but make me feel to live in a land
Where is a game

Now all the criminals in coats and their ties
Are free to drink 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 time done
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The champion of the