Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The year is two thousand and
And a highway remains
Gone are the of the diesel
And songs wrecks in the rain
The Macs and have all rusted away
The Harvesters rot in the
And in a deserted truck stop sits Thompson
The world's truck drivin' man

He lit up the last Lucky
Got his last cup of coffee
Then he at the sky for one final high
the world's last little white pill
He said world you are your truckers
And your suckers do not a damn
You're freightin' in and there just ain't no place
For a hard ridin' drivin' man

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

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

he climbed up inside his ol' semi
And she crawled up at his side
He it down and the diesel's sad sound
Said this is your homeward ride
So he 10-4 to her and the Lord
As the microphone from his hand
And he came to the exit marked Tennessee
The last truck drivin' man

He was high ballin' through them bright pearly gates
When behind in the 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 truck drivin' man and Doreen
The world's last truck man
and gone