Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester
he got his parole.
After four years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' the road, poor 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 called homicide,
A charge homicide."

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

He found his mother's old shoe,
his daddy's hat.
And he little Muley and Muley said,
"They've tractored out by the cats,
They've tractored 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 made a mighty heavy load;
But Grandpa 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 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 and they looked to the west,
And it looked the promised land.
That bright valley with a river running through,
There was work for every 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
"We'd like to have some, too."
Said: "We'd like to some, too."

Now a deputy fired loose at a man,
a woman in the back.
Before he could 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 these few he did say, poor boy,
few words he did say.

"I preached for the Lord a mighty time,
Preached 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 bridge where the run down.
But the vigilante thugs hit Casey a club,
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground, Casey,
They Preacher Casey on the ground.

Tom Joad, he grabbed 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 deputy and a preacher dead.

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

"Ever'body might be one big soul,
it looks 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 children are hungry 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."