Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the night
Enter Patty 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 came to blame
For somethin' that he done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world

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

Meanwhile, far away in another of town
Rubin and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the crown
Had no idea what shit 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 that's just the way things go
If black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you 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 out, they looked like middleweights
jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this one's not
So they him to the infirmary
And though this man hardly see
They him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the and they haul Rubin in
They him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in here for? He the guy!
the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' that he never
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

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

Arthur Dexter Bradley said I'm 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 wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
be doin' society a favor
That is brave and gettin' braver
We want to put his ass in
We to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Jim

Rubin could take a man out with one punch
But he never did to talk about it all that much
It's my work, say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as go on my way
Up to some
Where the streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse a trail
But then took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a

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

Carter was falsely tried
The crime was one, guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and both baldly lied
And the newspapers, all went along for the ride
How can the life of 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 in their coats and their ties
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 time done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world