Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots out in the barroom night
Enter Valentine from the upper hall
She sees a bartender in a of blood
out my God, they killed them all
Here comes the of the Hurricane
The man the came to blame
For somethin' he never done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

Three bodies lyin' there Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around
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 up the cops
And so Patty the cops
And arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New night

Meanwhile, far away in another of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin'
Number one contender for the crown
Had no what 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 Paterson just the way things go
If you're you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you want to draw the

Alfred had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out around
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked middleweights
They jumped into a car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine just her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this 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 up through his one dyin' eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in here 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 could-a
The champion of the

Four later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in America, fightin' for his name
While Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are the screws to him, lookin' 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 ball the law
it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night
Don't that you are white

Arthur Dexter Bradley said I'm 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 friend Bello
You don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a fellow
You'll be doin' a favor
That is brave and gettin' braver
We to put his ass in stir
We want to pin triple murder on him
He no Gentleman Jim

Rubin could take a man out with just one
But he did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work, 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 ride a horse along a
But then they took him to the
Where try to turn a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's cards marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards 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 could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the jury agreed

Rubin 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 palm of some fool's
To see him framed
Couldn't help but me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where is a game

Now all the criminals in their coats and their
Are free to drink martinis and the sun rise
While Rubin sits like in a ten-foot cell
An man in a living hell
That's the story of the
But it won't be over till clear his name
And give him back the time done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world