Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

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

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

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

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

Tom Joad walked to the neighbor's farm,
his family.
They Preacher 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 Joad did cry.
He picked up a handful of in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' the farm till I die."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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