Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

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

Three bodies lyin' there Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around
I didn't do it, he says, and he up his hands
I was only the register, I hope you understand
I saw leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us had better up the cops
And so Patty calls the
And they arrive on the with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New night

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

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, looked like middleweights
They jumped a white car with out-of-state plates
And Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this one's not
So they took him to the
And this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the men

Four in the mornin' and they haul in
took him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one eye
Says, you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!
the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities to blame
For that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he been
The champion of the

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

Arthur Dexter Bradley said I'm not sure
The cops said a boy like you could 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
You'll be society a favor
sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
We to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple on him
He ain't no Jim

Rubin could take a man out just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all 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 paradise
Where the trout streams and the air is nice
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 were marked in advance
The was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin's drunkards from the slums
To the white who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he the trigger
And they could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the
And the all-white jury

Rubin was falsely tried
The crime was murder one, guess who
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly
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
help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where is a game

Now all the criminals in their coats and their
Are free to martinis and watch the sun rise
While sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living
the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till clear his name
And him back the time he's done
Put in a cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the