Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 2)

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

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

truck rolled away in a cloud of dust;
Tommy turned his face 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 old fashion shoe,
his daddy's hat.
And he found little and Muley said,
"They've tractored out by the cats,
They've tractored out by the cats."

Tom Joad walked down to the 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 of the Joads made a mighty heavy load;
But Grandpa did cry.
He up a handful 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 short and coffee and soothing syrup;
And Grandpa did die.
They Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
on the California side,
They buried on the California side.

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

The Joads rolled away to the camp,
There cooked a stew.
And the hungry little kids of the camp
"We'd like to have some, too."
Said: "We'd 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 dropped him in his track, boy,
Preacher dropped him in his track.

They handcuffed Casey and they took him in
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,
Preached about the and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
'Cause we ain't got a anymore.
We ain't got a anymore."

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

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

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

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

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