Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The is two thousand and eighty
And hardly a remains
Gone are the days of the
And about wrecks in the rain
The Macs and have all rusted away
The rot in the sand
And in a deserted truck stop Tennessee Thompson
The last truck drivin' man

He lit up the world's last
Got his last cup of refilled
Then he stared at the sky for one high
Took the world's last little pill
He said world you are your truckers
And suckers do not give a damn
You're freightin' in space and just ain't no place
For a hard truck drivin' man

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

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

Then he up inside his ol' semi
And Doreen she up at his side
He shifted it down and the sad sound
Said is your last homeward ride
So he 10-4 to her and the Lord
As the microphone from his hand
And he came to the marked Tennessee Thompson
The world's last drivin' man

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