| Song | The Ghost of Tom Joad |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | The People Speak |
| Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen | |
| 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 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 | |
| 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 prayer book out of his sleeping 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 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 | |
| Now Tom said 'Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy | |
| Wherever a hungry newborn 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 place 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 sittin' downhere in the campfire light | |
| With the ghost of old Tom Joad |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| 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 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 | |
| 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 prayer book out of his sleeping 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 oneway ticket to the promised land | |
| You got a hole in your belly and 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 | |
| Now Tom said ' Mom, wherever there' s a cop beatin' a guy | |
| Wherever a hungry newborn 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 place 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 sittin' downhere in the campfire light | |
| With the ghost of old Tom Joad |