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 a-walkin' down the road.

Tom Joad, he met a truck driving
he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from Pen
On a charge 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 that his family they was gone,
He that his family they 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 been out by the cats."

Tom walked down 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 of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the till I die.
Yes, I'm with the farm till I die."

They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing
And Joad did die.
They Grandpa 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 the promised land.
That green valley with a river running through,
There was for every single hand, they thought,
There was work for single hand.

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

Now a deputy sheriff fired at a man,
a woman in the back.
Before he could his aim again,
Preacher dropped him in his track, poor boy,
Preacher Casey 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 these few words he did say, boy,
few words he did say.

"I preached for the Lord a 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 come, and Tom and Casey run
To the bridge the water run down.
But the vigilante hit Casey with a club,
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground, Casey,
They laid Casey on the ground.

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

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

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