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The Ghost of Tom Joad
(The Ghost of Tom Joad , 1995)

Men walkin´ ´long the railroad tracks
Goin´ someplace there´s no goin´ back
Highway patrol choppers comin´ up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line strechin´ ´round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin´ in their cars in the Southwest
No home no job no peace no rest

The highway is alive tonight
But nobody´s kiddin´ nobody about where it goes
I´m sittin´ down here in the campfire light
Searchin´ for the ghost of Tom Joad

He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waiting for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box ´neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the Promised Land
Got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathing in the city aqueduct

The highway is alive tonight
Where it´s headed everybody knows
I´m sitting down here at the campfire light
Waiting on the ghost of Tom Joad

Tom said,
"Mom, wherever there´s a cop beatin´ a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Wherever there´s a fight against the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Mom I´ll be there
Wherever there´s somebody fighting for a place to stand
Or a decent job or a helping hand
Wherever there´s somebody struggling to be free
Look in their eyes Mom you´ll see me"

Well the highway is alive tonight
Nobody´s kidding nobody about where it goes
I´m sittin´ down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad.
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