De tekst mensen, let op de tekst! Man walks along the railroad track Hes goin some place, theres no turnin back The Highway Patrol chopper comin up over the ridge Man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge The shelter line stretchin around the corner Welcome to the New World Order Families sleepin in their cars out in the Southwest No job, no home, no peace, no rest, no rest And the highway is alive tonight Nobodys foolin nobody is to where it goes Im sitting down here in the campfire light Searchin for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls his prayer book out of a sleepin bag The preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag Hes waitin for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box neath the underpass With a one way ticket to the promised land With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand Lookin for a pillow of solid rock Bathin in the cities aqueducts And the highway is alive tonight Nobodys foolin nobody is to where it goes Im sittin down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad Solo Now Tom Said; Ma, whenever ya see a cop beatin a guy Wherever a hungry new born baby cries Wherever theres a fight against the blood and hatred in the air Look for me ma Ill be there Wherever somebodys srtugglin for a place to stand For a decent job or a helpin hand Wherever somebody is strugglin to be free Look in their eyes ma, Youll see me And the highway is alive tonight Nobodys foolin nobody is to where it goes Im sittin down here in the campfire light With the ghost of Tom Joad
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 18:04:58 +0000
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