Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Joad (Part 2)

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

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

He his mother's old fashion shoe,
his daddy's hat.
And he little Muley and Muley said,
"They've tractored out by the cats,
been 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 twelve of the Joads made a mighty load;
But Joad did cry.
He up a handful of land 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 and coffee and soothing syrup;
And Joad did die.
They Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
on the California side,
They Grandma on the California side.

They stood on a 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 for every single hand.

The Joads rolled away to the camp,
There cooked 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,
Preacher 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 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 where the water run down.
But the vigilante hit Casey with a club,
They laid Preacher on the ground, poor Casey,
They Preacher Casey on the ground.

Tom Joad, he that deputy's club,
Hit him the head.
Tom took flight in the dark rainy night,
And a and a preacher lying 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 goodbye to the that he loved,
Said what Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said Preacher Casey said.

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

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