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
Here comes the story of the
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The champion of the

Three bodies lyin' there does see
And another man named Bello, 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 Patty the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

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

Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin'
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car 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 this man could hardly see
They told him that he could the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and they Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up his one dyin' 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 prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world

Four later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in 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 you saw the getaway car
You think you'd like to ball with the law
Think it might-a that fighter that you saw runnin' that night
Don't forget you are white

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

Rubin take 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 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 a horse along a trail
But then they him to the jailhouse
Where they try to 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 white who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted he pulled the trigger
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury

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

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