Men walkin` `long the railroad tracks
Goin` some place, there`s no goin` back
Highway Patrol choppers comin` up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin` round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sIeepin` 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 sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin` for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls prayer book out of his sleepin` bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin` 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
You 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
But where It`s headed everybody knows
I`m sittin` down here in the campfire light
Waitin` on the ghost of Tom Joad
Now Tom Said, `Mom, wherever there`s a cop beatin` a guy
Wherever a hungry new born baby cries
Where there`s a fight `gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me mom I`ll be there
Wherever there`s somebody fightin` for a pIace to stand
Or decent job or a helpin` hand
Wherever somebody`s strugglin` to be free
Look in their eyes mom you`ll see me.`
The highway is alive tonight
But nobody`s kiddin` nobody about where it goes
I`m sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin` for the ghost of Tom Joad
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