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 a-walkin' down the road, boy,
Tom come a-walkin' down the road.

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

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

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

Tom walked down 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 Joad did cry.
He up a handful of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm I die."

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

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

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

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

"I preached for the a mighty long time,
Preached about the and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
'Cause we 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 hit Casey with a club,
laid Preacher Casey on the ground, poor Casey,
They laid Casey on the ground.

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

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

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

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