Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

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

Tom Joad, he met a driving man;
There he him a ride.
He said, "I just got from McAlester Pen
On a called homicide,
A called homicide."

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

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

Tom Joad 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 Joad 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."

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

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

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

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

They handcuffed Casey and 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,
These few he did say.

"I preached for the a mighty long time,
about the rich and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
we ain't got a chance anymore.
We got a chance anymore."

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

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

"Ever'body be just one big soul,
Well it looks that 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 ain't free.
men are fightin' for their rights,
That's I'm a-gonna be, Ma.
where I'm a-gonna be."