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Tom Joad
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Singer/Songwriter
Tom Joad fue publicado el 1 de enero de 1969 por Vanguard Records como parte del álbum Thinking of Woody Guthrie
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Fecha de lanzamiento1 de enero de 1969
SelloVanguard Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Country Joe McDonald
Country Joe McDonald
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Woody Guthrie
Woody Guthrie
Songwriter

Letras

Tom Joad got out of that old McAlester Pen
Was 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 called him a ride
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 shoe
He found his daddy's hat
He found little Muley and little Muley said
"They'd been tractored out by the cats
Tom, they'd 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've got to get away
Tom," his mama said, "We've 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 into a 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've preached for the Lord a mighty long time
I've preached about the rich and the poor
But us working 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 a place where the water run down
And the vigilante thug 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 brung it down on his head
When Tommy took flight 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 way to me
So everywhere you look in the day or the 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"
Written by: Woody Guthrie
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