Luyện nghe bài hát Phantom 309

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