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 story of the
The man the authorities came to
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

Three bodies lyin' there Patty see
And man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his
I was only robbin' the register, I you understand
I saw them leavin', he says, and he
One of us had better up the cops
And so Patty calls the
And they on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

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

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 out, they looked like middleweights
They into a white car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine just her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this not dead
So they him to the infirmary
And though man could hardly see
told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and they Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and brought him upstairs
The wounded man up through his one dyin' eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in for? He ain't the guy!
Here's the of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

Four later, the ghettos are in flame
in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, 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 that you are white

Dexter Bradley said I'm really not sure
The cops said a boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're to your friend Bello
You don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a fellow
be doin' society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and braver
We want to put his ass in
We want to pin triple murder on him
He no Gentleman Jim

Rubin could a man out with just 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 when over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some
Where the trout streams and the air is nice
And a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the
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 Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a nigger
No one doubted he pulled the trigger
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the all-white jury

Rubin Carter was falsely
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 hand
To see him obviously
help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a

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