Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The is two thousand and eighty
And hardly a highway
Gone are the days of the
And songs about wrecks in the
The Macs and MacLeans all rusted away
The Harvesters rot in the
And in a deserted stop sits Tennessee Thompson
The world's truck drivin' man

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

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

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

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

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