Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom
Enter Patty Valentine from the hall
She sees a in a pool of blood
out my God, they killed them all
Here comes the of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to
For somethin' that he done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

Three bodies lyin' does Patty see
And man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I didn't do it, he says, and he up his hands
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 calls the
And they arrive on the scene with their red flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

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

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

in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and brought him upstairs
The man looks up through 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 came to blame
For somethin' he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The of the world

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

Arthur Dexter Bradley I'm really not sure
The cops said a poor boy like you use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend
You don't wanta to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' a favor
sonofabitch 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 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 when over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to paradise
Where the trout streams and the air is nice
And a horse along a trail
But then they 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 witnesses from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a bum
And to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white agreed

Carter was falsely tried
The crime was one, guess who testified
Bello and and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, all went along for the ride
How can the of such a man
Be in the palm of some hand
To see him framed
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 sits Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a hell
That's the story of the
But it won't be over till they clear his
And give him back the he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one he could-a been
The of the world