Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The is two thousand and eighty
And hardly a highway
Gone are the of the diesel
And about wrecks in the rain
The Macs and have all rusted away
The rot in the sand
And in a deserted truck stop sits Tennessee
The world's last truck man

He lit up the world's last
Got his last cup of coffee
he stared at the sky for one final high
Took the world's last white pill
He said world you are losin' truckers
And your do not give a damn
You're freightin' in space and there just ain't no
For a hard ridin' truck man

The world's last drivin' man
His left arm is its tan
The rest all broke and just went up in smoke
He's the world's last truck man

Then he sat there and drank to old
And Doreen sat there his tears
Doreen was the world's last truck stoppin'
She was and worn with the years
So he put his last dime in the world's jukebox
For the lady he'd loved for so
And there in deserted truck stop they danced
To the world's truck drivin' song

he climbed up inside his ol' semi
And Doreen she crawled up at his
He shifted it and the diesel's sad sound
Said this is your homeward ride
So he whispered 10-4 to her and the
As the microphone fell from his
And he came to the exit Tennessee Thompson
The world's truck drivin' man

He was high straight through them bright pearly gates
When in the dust of his rig
Come the wailin' siren of ol' Smokey
The world's interstate pig
Hear 'em roar see 'em fly past the clouds the sky
On that highway don't have an end
But you know that's for Tennessee Thompson
The world's last truck drivin' man and
The world's last truck man
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