Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost Of Tom Joad

Men walking 'long the tracks
Going someplace, no going back
Highway patrol coming up over the ridge
Hot on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter stretching 'round the corner
Welcome to the new world
sleeping in the cars in the southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no

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

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

Go!

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

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

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

The is alive tonight
Where it's headed everybody
I'm sitting down here in the light
the ghost of old Tom Joad