Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the night
Enter Patty from the upper hall
She sees a bartender in a pool of
Cries out my God, they them all
Here comes the of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The of the world

Three lyin' 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 you understand
I saw them leavin', he says, and he
One of us had call 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 couple of are drivin' around
one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what shit was about to go down
a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just the time before and the time before that
In that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as not show up on the street
'Less you want to draw the

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

Four in the mornin' and they haul in
They took him to the and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up his one dyin' eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in here He ain't the guy!
Here's the story of the
The man the authorities to blame
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The champion of the

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

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

Rubin could take a man out with just one
But he never did like to about it all that much
my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd as soon go on my way
Up to some
Where the trout flow and the air is nice
And ride a along a trail
But they took him to the jailhouse
they try to turn 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 Rubin's drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy
No one that he pulled the trigger
And though 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 crime was one, guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly
And the newspapers, they all went for the ride
How can the life of a man
Be in the palm of some fool's
To see him obviously
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to in a land
Where justice is a

Now all the criminals in their coats and their
Are free to martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot
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 the time he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world