Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 2)

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

Tom Joad, he met a truck driving
There he him a ride.
He said, "I just got from McAlester Pen
On a charge 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 that his family they was gone,
He found that his family was gone.

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

Tom walked down 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 heavy load;
But Joad did cry.
He picked up a handful of in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the 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.
They buried Grandpa by the side of the road,
on the California side,
They buried Grandma on the side.

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

The Joads rolled to the jungle camp,
There they a stew.
And the hungry little kids of the camp
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 dropped him in his track, boy,
Casey dropped him in his track.

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

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

Now, the deputies come, and Tom and run
To the bridge where the run down.
But the thugs hit Casey with 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 flight in the dark rainy night,
And a deputy and a lying dead, two men,
A deputy and a lying dead.

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

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