Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

Tom got out of the old McAlester Pen;
he got his parole.
After long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come down the road, poor boy,
Tom come 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 charge homicide."

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

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

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

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

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

Now a deputy sheriff loose at a man,
Shot a in the back.
he could take his aim again,
Preacher Casey him in his track, poor boy,
Preacher 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 these few words he did say, boy,
few words 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 got a chance anymore."

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

Tom Joad, he grabbed deputy's club,
Hit him the head.
Tom Joad took 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 goodbye to the mother that he loved,
Said what Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said what Casey said.

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

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