Tom Joad got out of that old McAlester pen 'Twas there that he got his parole After four long years on a man killing charge Tom Joad came a-walking down the road, poor boy, Tom Joad came a-walking down the road. It was there that he found him a truck driving man, It was there that he caught him a ride. He said, "I just got loose from McAlester pen On a charge called homicide, great God, A charge called homicide." The truck rolled away in a big cloud of dust And Tommy turned his face towards home. He met Preacher Casey and they had a little drink And he found out his family they was gone, Tom Joad, He found out his family they was gone. He found his mother's old-fashioned shoes He found his daddy's hat He found little Muley and little Muley said, "They've been tractored out by the cats, Tom, They've been tractored out by the cats." Then Tom he walked to the neighboring farm, He found his family. They took Preacher Casey and they loaded in the car And his mama said, "We got to get away, Tom." His mama said, "We got to get away". The twelve of the Joads made a mighty heavy load And grandpa Joad, he cried. He picked up a handful of land in his hand, He said, "I'm sticking with my farm until I die." He said, "I'm sticking with my farm until I die." They fed him spare ribs and coffee and soothing syrup And grandpa Joad, he died. We buried grandpa Joad on the Oklahoma road And grandma on the California side And grandma on the California side. We stood on a mountain and we looked to the West, It looked like the Promised Land. Was a big green valley with a river running through And there was work for every single hand, we thought, Work for every single hand. The Joads rolled in to the Jungle Camp, It was there that they cooked them a stew And the hungry little kids in the Jungle Camp Said, "We'd like to have some, too, Yes, we'd like to have some, too." A deputy sheriff fired loose at a man, He shot a woman in the back, But before he could take his aim again It was Preacher Casey dropped him in his tracks, Good boy, Preacher Casey dropped him in his tracks. Well, they handcuffed Casey and they took him to jail And then he got away. He met Tom Joad by the old river bridge And these few words he did say, Preacher Casey, These few words he did say: "Well, I preached for the Lord a mighty long time, I preached about the rich and the poor, But us workin' folks has got to stick together Or we ain't got a chance anymore, God knows, We ain't got a chance anymore." Then the deputies come and Tom and Casey run To the place where the water run down And the vigilante bug hit Casey with a club And he laid Preacher Casey on the ground And he laid Preacher Casey on the ground. Tom Joad he grabbed the deputy's club, He banged it down on his head When Tommy took flight in that dark and rainy night Was a preacher and a deputy lying dead, two men, A preacher and a deputy lying dead. Tommy went back to where his mama was asleep, He woke her up out of bed. He kissed goodbye to the mother that he loved And he said what Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad, He said what Preacher Casey said. Everybody might be just one big soul It looks that-a way to me So everywhere you look in the day or night That's where I'm gonna be, Ma, That's where I'm gonna be. Wherever little kids are hungry and cry, Wherever people ain't free, Wherever men are fighting for their rights That's where I'm gonna be, Ma, That's where I'm gonna be.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
