Luyện nghe bài hát Phantom 309

I was out on the west trying to make a buck
Things didn't work out I was kinda on my luck
Got tired of roaming and bumming
So I started thumbing back east toward my
Made a lot of miles the two days
I figured I'd be home in a week if my held this way
But the night I got stranded way outside of town
At a lonely crossroad rain was pouring down
I was hungry and I was freezing caught a chill
When the lights of a big semi the hill
I was sure glad to hear them air brakes come on
And I climbed in that cab where I knew it would be
At the wheel there sat a big man he about 2-10
He out his hand and said with a grin
Big Joe's the name I told him
He said the name of my rig's 309
I asked him why he called his rig such a
He said son old Mack can put 'em all to shame
ain't no driver or a rig running any line
That's seen nothing but tail from Phantom 309
We rode and talked the part of the night
When the of a truck stop came in sight
He said I'm son this is as far as you go
Cause I gotta make another just on up the road
He me a dime as he pulled her in low
And said yourself a hot cup old Big Joe
When Joe and his rig out in the night
In nothing flat he was out of sight
I inside and ordered me a cup
the waiter Big Joe was setting me up
You heard a pin drop
It got deathly quiet and the waiter face kinda white
Did I say something wrong I said with a way grin
He said no this happens every now and
Every in here knows Big Joe
But son let me tell you what happened bout ten ago
At the crossroads tonight you flagged him down
was a bus full of kids a comin' from town
They were right in the middle when Joe tapped the
It could have been slaughter but he his wheels
Joe lost control went a skid
Gave his own life to that bunch of kids
And there at the was the end of the line
For Big Joe and 309
But every now and some hiker will come by
And you Big Joe'll give 'em a ride
Here have another cup and forget about dime
Keep it as a souvenir Big Joe and Phantom 309