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 Joad a-walkin' down the road.

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

That truck rolled away in a cloud of
Tommy turned his toward home.
He met Casey, and they had a little drink,
But they found that his family was gone,
He found that his they was gone.

He his mother's old fashion shoe,
Found his hat.
And he found little Muley and said,
"They've tractored out by the cats,
been 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 twelve of the Joads made a heavy load;
But Grandpa did cry.
He picked up a of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm I die.
Yes, I'm with the farm till I die."

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

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

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

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

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

"I preached for the a mighty long time,
about the rich and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
'Cause we got a chance anymore.
We got a chance anymore."

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

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

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

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

Wherever little are hungry and cry,
Wherever people free.
Wherever men are for their rights,
That's where I'm be, Ma.
That's where I'm be."