Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 2)

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

Tom Joad, he met a driving man;
he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got from McAlester Pen
On a called homicide,
A called homicide."

That rolled away in a cloud of dust;
Tommy his face toward home.
He met Casey, and they had a little 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 and Muley said,
"They've tractored out by the cats,
They've been out by the cats."

Tom Joad down to the neighbor's farm,
his family.
They Preacher 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 Joad did cry.
He picked up a handful of in his hand,
Said: "I'm with the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the till I die."

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

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

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

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

"I preached for the Lord a mighty time,
Preached about the and the poor.
Us folkses, all get together,
we ain't 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 thugs hit with a club,
They Preacher Casey on the ground, poor Casey,
laid Preacher Casey on the ground.

Tom Joad, he grabbed that club,
Hit him the head.
Tom Joad flight in the dark rainy night,
And a deputy and a preacher 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 that he loved,
Said what Preacher said, Tom Joad,
He said what Preacher said.

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

Wherever little are hungry and cry,
Wherever people free.
Wherever men are for their rights,
That's where I'm be, Ma.
That's I'm a-gonna be."