Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 1)

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

Tom Joad, he met a truck driving
There he him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from Pen
On a charge homicide,
A called homicide."

That truck rolled away in a cloud of
Tommy turned his toward home.
He met Casey, and they had a little drink,
But found 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 Joad down to the neighbor's farm,
his family.
They took 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 mighty load;
But Grandpa did cry.
He picked up a of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm I die."

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

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

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

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

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

"I preached for the Lord a long time,
Preached the rich and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
'Cause we got a chance anymore.
We got a chance anymore."

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

Tom Joad, he grabbed deputy's club,
Hit him the head.
Tom Joad took flight in the dark night,
And a deputy and a lying dead, two men,
A deputy and a preacher dead.

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

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

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