Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

Tom Joad got out of the old Pen;
he got his parole.
After four long years on a man charge,
Tom come a-walkin' down the road, poor boy,
Tom come a-walkin' down the road.

Tom Joad, he met a truck man;
There he him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from Pen
On a charge homicide,
A called homicide."

That rolled away in a cloud of dust;
Tommy turned his face home.
He met Preacher Casey, and they had a drink,
But found that his family they was gone,
He that his family they was gone.

He found his old fashion shoe,
Found his hat.
And he found little and Muley said,
"They've tractored out by the cats,
They've tractored out by the cats."

Tom Joad down to the neighbor's farm,
his family.
They took Casey and loaded in a car,
And his said, "We've got to get away."
His said, "We've got to get away."

Now, the of the Joads made a mighty heavy load;
But Joad did cry.
He up a handful of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the till I die."

They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing
And Joad did die.
They buried Joad by the side of the road,
on the California side,
They buried on the California side.

They stood on a mountain and they to the west,
And it like the promised land.
That green valley with a river running through,
There was work for single hand, they thought,
There was work for single hand.

The Joads rolled away to the camp,
There cooked a stew.
And the hungry little of the jungle camp
Said: "We'd like to some, too."
Said: "We'd to have some, too."

Now a deputy fired loose at a man,
Shot a in the back.
Before he take his aim again,
Preacher Casey dropped him in his track, boy,
Preacher Casey him in his track.

They handcuffed Casey and they took him in
And he got away.
And he met Tom Joad on the old bridge,
And these few words he did say, boy,
few words he did say.

"I preached for the Lord a long time,
Preached about the and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
'Cause we got a chance anymore.
We ain't got a anymore."

Now, the come, and Tom and Casey run
To the bridge where the run down.
But the vigilante hit Casey with a club,
They Preacher Casey on the ground, poor Casey,
They Preacher Casey on the ground.

Tom Joad, he grabbed that club,
Hit him the head.
Tom Joad took flight in the dark night,
And a and a preacher lying dead, two men,
A deputy and a lying dead.

Tom run where his mother was asleep;
He her up out of bed.
An' he kissed to the mother that he loved,
Said Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said what Preacher said.

"Ever'body be just one big soul,
it looks that a-way to me.
Everywhere you look, in the day or night,
where I'm a-gonna be, Ma,
That's where I'm be.

Wherever children are hungry and cry,
Wherever people free.
men are fightin' for their rights,
That's I'm a-gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm be."