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Lyrics for Tom Joad by Guthrie Woody:
| | | Artist: | Guthrie Woody |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Tom Joad | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 60 | | | | Lyrics: | TOM JOAD
(Woody Guthrie)
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen
There he
got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad come a walking down
the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come a walking down the road
Tom Joad he met a truck
driving man
There he caught him a ride He said: "I just got loose from
McAlester's
Pen On a charge called Homicide, A charge called
Homicide."
That truck rolled
away in a cloud of dust,
Tommy turned his face toward home,
He met Preacher Casey and they
had a little drink,
But they found that his family they was gone,
He found that his family
they was gone.
He found his mother's old fashion shoe
Found his daddy's hat.
And he
found little Muley and Muley said:
"They've been tractored out by the cats,
They've been
tractored out by the cats."
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbors farm
Found his
family.
They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car
And his mother said "We got to git
away."
His mother said 'We got to get away."
Now the twelve of the Joads made a
mighty heavy load
But Grandpa Joad did cry.
He picked up a handful of land in his
hand
Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with my farm till I
die."
They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing syrup
And Grandpa Joad did
die.
They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
Buried Grandma on the California
side,
They buried Grandma on the California side.
They stood on a Mountain and
they looked to the West And it
looked like the promised land. That bright green valley
with a
river running through, There was work for every single hand, they
thought, There
was work for every single hand.
The Joads rolled away to Jungle Camp, There they cooked a
stew.
And the hungry little kids of the Jungle Camp Said: "We'd like to
have
some too." Said: "We'd like to have some too."
Now a Deputy Sheriff fired loose at a
man
Shot a woman in the back.
Before he could take his aim again
Preacher Casey
dropped him in his track.
Preacher Casey dropped him in his track.
They handcuffed
Casey and they took him to Jail
And then he got away.
And he met Tom Joad on the old river
bridge,
And these few words he did say, poor boy,
These few words he did
say.
"I preached for the Lord a mighty long time
Preached about the rich and the
poor.
Us workin' folks got to all get together,
Cause we ain't got a chance
anymore.
We ain't got a chance anymore."
The Deputies come and Tom and Casey
run
To the bridge where the water run down.
But the vigilante they hit Casey with a
club,
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground.
They laid Preacher Casey on the
ground.
Tom Joad he grabbed that Deputy's club
Hit him over the head.
Tom Joad
took flight in the dark rainy night
A Deputy and a Preacher lying dead, two men,
A Deputy
and a Preacher lying dead.
Tom run back where his mother was asleep
He woke her up
out of bed.
Then he kissed goodbye to the mother that he loved
Said what Preacher Casey
said, Tom Joad,
He said what Preacher Casey said.
"Ever'body might be just one big
soul
Well it looks that a way to me.
Everywhere that you look in the day or
night
That's where I'm gonna be, Ma,
That's where I'm gonna be.
Wherever little
children are hungry and cry
Wherever people ain't free.
Wherever men are fightin' for
their rights
That's where I'm gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm a gonna be.
@America
@outlaw @work @West @political
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