Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Pistol ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper
She sees a bartender in a 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 prison cell, but one time he could-a
The of the world

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

Meanwhile, far away in another of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are around
Number one contender for the middleweight
Had no what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop him over to the side of the road
like the time before and the time before that
In Paterson that's just the way 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 Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they like middleweights
jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates
And Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this not dead
So they him to the infirmary
And this man could hardly see
They told him he could identify the guilty men

Four in the and they haul Rubin in
They took him to the and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one eye
Says, wha'd you bring him in here He ain't the guy!
the story of the Hurricane
The man the came to blame
For somethin' that he never
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 South America, for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery
And the are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
that murder that happened in a bar
Remember you said you saw the car
You think you'd like to ball with the law
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that
Don't forget you are white

Dexter Bradley said I'm really not sure
The said a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're to your friend Bello
You don't have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin'
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 did like 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 along a
But then they took him to the
Where they try to a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's cards were in advance
The was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
The made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a bum
And to the black folks he was just a 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 agreed

Rubin Carter was tried
The crime was murder one, guess who
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 palm of some fool's
To see him obviously
Couldn't help but me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where is a game

Now all the criminals in their coats and their
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 of the Hurricane
But it be over till they clear his name
And give him back the he's done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The of the world