Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the night
Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees a bartender in a pool of
Cries out my God, they them all
Here the story of the Hurricane
The man the came to blame
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
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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 robbin' the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin', he says, and he
One of us had call up the cops
And so calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene their red lights flashin'
In the hot New night

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

Alfred Bello had a 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 plates
And Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this not dead
So they took him to the
And though this man could see
They told him that he identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and they haul in
They took him to the hospital and brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up his one dyin' eye
Says, you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!
the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' that he never
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
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months later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America, for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to
Remember murder that happened in a bar
you said you saw the getaway car
You you'd like to play ball with the law
it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night
Don't forget that you are

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

Rubin could take a man out 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 it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to paradise
Where the trout flow and the air is nice
And a horse along a trail
But then took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to 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 the slums
To the white folks who he was a revolutionary bum
And to the folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted he pulled the trigger
And though they not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the all-white agreed

Rubin was falsely tried
The crime was one, guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly
And the newspapers, all went along for the ride
How can the of such a man
Be in the palm of fool's hand
To see him obviously
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a
Where is a game

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