Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol shots out in the barroom night
Enter Patty from the upper hall
She a bartender in a pool of blood
out my God, they killed them all
Here comes the story of the
The man the authorities to blame
For somethin' he never done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the

Three lyin' there does Patty see
And man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was robbin' the register, I hope you understand
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had call up the cops
And so Patty calls the
And they arrive on the with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey

Meanwhile, far away in part of town
Rubin and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one for the middleweight crown
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 that's just the way things go
If you're you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you want to draw the

Alfred Bello had a 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 a white car with out-of-state plates
And Miss Patty Valentine just her head
Cop said, a minute, boys, this one's not dead
So they him to the infirmary
And though this man could see
told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the mornin' and haul Rubin in
They took him to the hospital and they brought him
The man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!
Here's the of the Hurricane
The man the came to blame
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world

Four months later, the ghettos are in
Rubin's in America, fightin' for his name
Arthur Dexter 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 think like to play ball with the law
Think it might-a that fighter that you saw runnin' that night
forget that you are white

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 we're talkin' to friend Bello
You don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a fellow
be doin' society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and 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 like to talk it all that much
my work, he'd 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 trout streams flow and the air is
And a horse along a trail
But they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man a mouse

All of Rubin's cards were in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a
The judge made Rubin's witnesses from the slums
To the folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he 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

Carter was falsely tried
The was murder one, guess who testified
Bello and and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went for the ride
How can the of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's
To see him framed
help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a

Now all the criminals in their and their ties
Are free to drink and watch the sun rise
Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living
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