Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

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

Three bodies there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around
I do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin' the register, I hope you
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had call up the cops
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 of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the crown
Had no idea what kinda was about to go down
a cop pulled him over to the side 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 show up on the
you want to draw the heat

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

Four in the mornin' and they haul in
They took him to the and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man up through 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' 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 South America, fightin' for his
While Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for to blame
Remember that murder that in a bar
Remember you said you saw the car
You think you'd to play ball with the law
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' 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 to your friend Bello
You wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a
That sonofabitch is brave and braver
We want to put his ass in
We to pin this triple murder on him
He no Gentleman Jim

Rubin could 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 when it's over I'd just as go on my way
Up to paradise
the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse a trail
But then they took him to the
they try to turn a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's were marked in advance
The was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin's drunkards from the slums
To the folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one that he pulled the trigger
And though could not produce the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white agreed

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

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