Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 2)

Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester
he got his parole.
After long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad a-walkin' 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 got loose from McAlester Pen
On a called 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 they that his family they was gone,
He found his family they was gone.

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

Tom Joad walked to the neighbor's farm,
his family.
They took Preacher Casey and 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 a mighty heavy load;
But Grandpa did cry.
He picked up a of land in his hand,
"I'm stayin' with the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm with the farm till I die."

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

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

The Joads 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 to have some, too."

Now a deputy sheriff fired at a man,
a woman in the back.
Before he could his aim again,
Casey dropped him in his track, poor boy,
Preacher 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 words he did say, boy,
These few he did say.

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

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

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

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

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