Luyện nghe bài hát Phantom 309

I was out on the west coast to make a buck
Things work out I was kinda down on my luck
Got tired of roaming and around
So I started thumbing east toward my hometown
a lot of miles the first two days
I figured I'd be home in a week if my luck held way
But the third I got stranded way outside of town
At a cold lonely rain was pouring down
I was and I was freezing done caught a chill
the lights of a big semi topped the hill
Lord I was sure glad to hear air brakes come on
And I climbed in that cab where I it would be warm
At the wheel there sat a big man he weighed about
He out his hand and said with a grin
Big Joe's the I told him mine
He said the name of my rig's 309
I asked him why he his rig such a name
He said son this old can put 'em all to shame
There no driver or a rig running any line
That's seen nothing but tail lights from 309
We and talked the best part of the night
the lights of a truck stop came in sight
He I'm sorry son this is as far as you go
Cause I gotta make another turn just on up the
He tossed me a as he pulled her in low
And have yourself a hot cup old Big Joe
When Joe and his rig out in the night
In flat he was clean out of sight
I went inside and me a cup
Told the waiter Big Joe was me up
You could've heard a pin
It got quiet and the waiter face turned kinda white
Did I say something wrong I said with a way grin
He no this happens every now and then
Every driver in here Big Joe
But son let me tell you what happened ten years ago
At the crossroads tonight where you flagged him
There was a bus full of kids a from town
They right in the middle when Joe tapped the hill
It could have been slaughter but he turned his
Joe lost went into a skid
Gave his own life to save that of kids
And at the crossroads was the end of the line
For Big Joe and 309
But every now and then some hiker will by
And like you Big give 'em a ride
Here another cup and forget about that dime
it as a souvenir from Big Joe and Phantom 309