Tom Joad Part 2

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Now a deputy sheriff fired
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loose at a man,
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Shot a woman in the back.
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Before he could take his aim again,
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Preacher Casey dropped him in his track,
 
poor boy,
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Preacher Casey dropped him in his track.


[Verse 2]
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They handcuffed Casey and they
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took him in jail;
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And then he got away.
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And he met Tom Joad on the
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old river bridge,
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And these few words he did say, poor boy,
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These few words he did say.


[Verse 3]
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"I preached for the Lord a
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mighty long time,
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Preached about the rich and the poor.
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Us workin' folkses, all get together,
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'Cause we ain't got a chance anymore.
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We ain't got a chance anymore."


[Verse 4]
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Now, the deputies come,
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 and Tom and Casey run
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To the bridge where the water run down.
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But the vigilante thugs hit

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Casey with a club,
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They laid Preacher Casey on the ground,

 poor Casey,
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They laid Preacher Casey on the ground.


[Verse 5]
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Tom Joad, he grabbed that deputy's club,
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Hit him over the head.
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Tom Joad took flight in
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the dark rainy night,
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And a deputy and a preacher lying dead,

two men,
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A deputy and a preacher lying dead.


[Verse 6]
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Tom run back where his mother was asleep;
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He woke her up out of bed.
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An' he kissed goodbye to the
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mother that he loved,
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Said what Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad,
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He said what Preacher Casey said.


[Verse 7]
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"Ever'body might be just one big soul,
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Well it looks that a-way to me.
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Everywhere that you look,
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 in the day or night,
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That's where I'm a-gonna be, Ma,
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That's where I'm a-gonna be.


[Verse 8]
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Wherever little children are
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hungry and cry,
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Wherever people ain't free.
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Wherever men are fightin' for

their rights,
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That's where I'm a-gonna be, Ma.
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That's where I'm a-gonna be."