Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

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

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

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

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

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

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

They fed him short and coffee and soothing syrup;
And Grandpa did die.
They Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
Grandma on the side,
They buried Grandma on the side.

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

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

Now a deputy sheriff loose at a man,
a woman in the back.
Before he could his aim again,
Preacher dropped him in his track, poor boy,
Casey dropped him in his track.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wherever little are hungry and cry,
people ain't free.
Wherever men are for their rights,
where I'm a-gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm be."