Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost Of Tom Joad

Men walking the railroad tracks
someplace, there's no going back
Highway patrol choppers up over the ridge
Hot on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line 'round the corner
to the new world order
Families sleeping in the cars in the
No home, no job, no peace, no

Well the highway is tonight
But kidding nobody about where it goes
I'm sitting down in the campfire light
Searching for the of Tom Joad

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

Go!

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

Now Tom said, "Mom, wherever a cop beating a guy
a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there's a fight the blood and hatred in the air
for me, Mom, I'll be there

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

The highway is alive
Where headed everybody knows
I'm sitting here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom