Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees a bartender in a of blood
Cries out my God, they them all
comes the story 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 champion of the

Three bodies there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, around mysteriously
I didn't do it, he says, and he up his hands
I was only the register, I hope you understand
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the
And so Patty calls the
And arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far in another part of town
Rubin and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight
Had no idea what kinda was about to go down
When a cop him over 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 black you might as not show 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 Dexter were just out prowlin' around
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked middleweights
jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine just her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this one's not
So they took him to the
And though this man could see
They told him he could identify the guilty men

in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and they brought him
The wounded man looks up 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 somethin' he never done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

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

Arthur Bradley 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 talkin' to your friend Bello
You don't wanta have to go to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be society a favor
sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
We want to put his ass in
We want to pin this triple on him
He ain't no Jim

Rubin could a man out with just one punch
But he never did 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 paradise
Where the trout flow and the air is nice
And ride a along a trail
But they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's cards were marked in
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a
The judge made witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he the trigger
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the all-white agreed

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

Now all the criminals in their and their 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 of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till clear his name
And give him back the time he's
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The champion of the