Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

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

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

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

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

Tom Joad walked 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 heavy
But Joad did cry.
He up a handful 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 and coffee and soothing syrup;
And Joad did die.
They buried Joad by the side of the road,
on the California side,
They buried Grandma on the 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 work for every hand.

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

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

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

"I for the Lord a mighty long 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 bridge the water run down.
But the vigilante hit Casey with a club,
They laid Preacher on the ground, poor Casey,
laid Preacher Casey on the ground.

Tom Joad, he that deputy's club,
Hit him the head.
Tom Joad took flight in the dark night,
And a and a preacher lying 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 mother he loved,
Said Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said Preacher Casey said.

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

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