Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost of Tom Joad

Man walks along the track
And he's going some place, there's no going
The Highway Patrol chopper up over the ridge
Man sleeps by a under the bridge
The line stretching around the corner
Welcome to the New Order
sleeping in their cars in the Southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no

And the highway is alive
Nobody's nobody is to where it goes
I'm sitting down in the campfire light
Searching for the of Tom Joad

He pulls his prayer book out of a bag
The preacher lights up a butt and takes a
He's waiting for the time when the last be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box the underpass
He's one way ticket to the promised land
gotta hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleeping on a of solid rock
in the cities' aqueducts

And the highway is alive
Nobody's fooling is to where it goes
I'm down here in the campfire light
With the of old Tom Joad

Now Tom said; "Ma, ya see a cop beating a guy
a hungry new born baby cries
Wherever there's a fight against the blood and in the air
Look for me ma' I'll be
Wherever somebody is looking for a to stand
For a job or a helping hand
Wherever somebody is to be free
Look in their ma, you'll see me!"

And the is alive tonight
Nobody's fooling nobody is to where it
I'm sitting down here in the campfire
With the Ghost of Tom