Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

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

bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I do it, he says, and he throws 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 up the cops
And so Patty the cops
And they on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New night

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

Bello 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 runnin' out, they looked middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state
And Miss Patty Valentine nodded her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, one's not dead
So they him to the infirmary
And though this man could see
They told him that he could identify the men

Four in the mornin' and haul Rubin in
They took him to the 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!
Here's the of the Hurricane
The man the authorities to blame
For that he never done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The of the world

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

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

Rubin could take a man out with 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 it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some
Where the trout streams flow and the air is
And ride a along a trail
But then took him to the jailhouse
they try to turn a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's cards were marked in
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 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 Carter was falsely
The crime was one, guess 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 palm of some hand
To see him framed
help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a

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