Luyện nghe bài hát Phantom 309

I was out on the west coast trying to a buck
Things work out I was kinda down on my luck
Got tired of and bumming around
So I started thumbing back toward my hometown
Made a lot of miles the two days
I figured I'd be in a week if my luck held this way
But the third night I got stranded way of town
At a cold lonely crossroad was pouring down
I was hungry and I was freezing done caught a
When the of a big semi topped the hill
Lord I was sure glad to them air brakes come on
And I climbed in that cab I knew it would be warm
At the there sat a big man he weighed about 2-10
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 son this old Mack can put 'em all to shame
There no driver or a rig running any line
seen nothing but tail lights from Phantom 309
We rode and talked the part of the night
When the of a truck stop came in sight
He I'm sorry son this is as far as you go
Cause I gotta make another just on up the road
He tossed me a dime as he her in low
And have yourself a hot cup old Big Joe
Joe and his rig roared out in the night
In flat he was clean out of sight
I went and ordered me a cup
Told the Big Joe was setting me up
You could've a pin drop
It got quiet and the waiter face turned kinda white
Did I say something I said with a half way grin
He said no this happens now and then
Every driver in here Big Joe
But son let me tell you what happened bout ten ago
At the crossroads tonight where you him down
was a bus full of kids a comin' from town
They were right in the middle Joe tapped the hill
It have been slaughter but he turned 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 now and then some hiker will come by
And like you Big Joe'll give 'em a
Here have cup and forget about that dime
Keep it as a from Big Joe and Phantom 309