Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

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

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

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

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

Tom walked down to the neighbor's 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 load;
But Joad did cry.
He up a handful of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm 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 looked to the west,
And it looked like the land.
That bright valley with a river running through,
There was for every single hand, they thought,
There was for every single hand.

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

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

They handcuffed and they took 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,
about the rich and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
'Cause we got a chance anymore.
We ain't got a anymore."

Now, the deputies come, and Tom and run
To the where the water run down.
But the vigilante 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 preacher dead, two men,
A deputy and a lying dead.

Tom run back 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 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,
That's where I'm be, Ma,
where I'm a-gonna be.

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