Ghost of Tom Joad

Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
 Goin' someplace and there's nowhere to go 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 sleepin' in their cars in the southwest
 No home no job no peace no rest
 The highway is alive tonight
 Nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
 I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
 Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad
 Takes a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
 Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
 He waits for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
 'neath a cardboard box in the underpass
 You've got a one-way ticket to the promised land
 You've got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
 Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
 Bathin' 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
 "Whenever there's a cop beatin' a guy
 Whenever a hungry newborn baby cries
 Where there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the air
 Just look for me and I'll be there
 Wherever there's somebody waitin' for a place to stand
 Or a decent job or a helpin' hand
 Wherever there's somebody strugglin' to be free
 Just look in their eyes and you'll see me"
 The highway is alive tonight
 Nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
 I'm sittin' downhere in the campfire light
 Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad
 The highway is alive tonight
 Nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
 I'm sittin' downhere in the campfire light
 With the ghost of old Tom Joad