Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She a bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out my God, they killed all
Here the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' he never done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

Three bodies lyin' there does see
And another man named Bello, 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 better call up the
And so calls the cops
And arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far in another part of town
Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the crown
Had no idea what 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 that's just the way go
If you're black you as well not show up on the street
you want to draw the heat

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

in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in
They him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up his one dyin' eye
Says, you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!
Here's the story of the
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' that he done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

Four months later, the are in flame
Rubin's in South America, for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the game
And the cops are the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
that murder that happened in a bar
Remember you you saw the getaway car
You think you'd to play ball with the law
Think it might-a been fighter that you saw runnin' that night
Don't forget that you are

Arthur Dexter said I'm really not sure
The cops a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend
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 want to put his ass in
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 much
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 a horse along a trail
But they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's cards were in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he had a chance
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards the slums
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 they could not produce the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury

Rubin Carter was tried
The crime was murder one, who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both lied
And the newspapers, they all went 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 feel to live in a land
Where is a game

Now all the criminals in their and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun
While Rubin sits like in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living
That's the of the Hurricane
But it be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world