Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost Of Tom Joad

Men walking the railroad tracks
Going someplace, no going back
Highway choppers coming up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the
Shelter stretching 'round the corner
to the new world order
Families in the cars in the southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no

Well the is alive tonight
But nobody's kidding nobody about it goes
I'm sitting down here in the campfire
Searching for the of Tom Joad

He pulls a prayer out of his sleeping bag
Preacher up a butt and he takes a drag
for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box the underpass
You got a one-way ticket to the promised
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your
Sleeping on a pillow of rock
in the city's aqueduct

Go!

Well the highway is alive
Where it's headed knows
I'm sitting here in the campfire light
Waiting on the of Tom Joad

Now Tom said, "Mom, wherever there's a cop a guy
Wherever a hungry baby cries
Where there's a against the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me, Mom, be there

Wherever somebody's for a place to stand
Or a decent job or a helping
Wherever somebody's to be free
Look in eyes, Ma, and you'll see me"
Yeah!

The highway is tonight
Where headed everybody knows
I'm sitting down here in the campfire
the ghost of old Tom Joad