Tom Joad, Pt. 2 - Woody Guthrie

The Joads rolled away to the 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, poor boy

Preacher Casey dropped him in his track

They handcuffed Casey and they took him in 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' folkses, all get together

'Cause we ain’t got a chance anymore

We ain’t got a chance anymore»

Now, the deputies come, and Tom and Casey run

To the bridge where the water run down

But the vigilante thugs hit Casey with a club

They laid Preacher Casey on the ground, poor Casey

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

And 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

An' 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 a-gonna be, Ma

That’s where I’m a-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 a-gonna be, Ma

That’s where I’m a-gonna be"