Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The is two thousand and eighty
And hardly a highway
are the days of the diesel
And songs 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 truck drivin' man

He lit up the world's Lucky
Got his last cup of refilled
he stared at the sky for one final high
Took the world's last little white
He said world you are your truckers
And suckers do not give 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 arm is losin' its tan
The all went broke and just went up in smoke
He's the world's last drivin' man

Then he sat there and drank to old
And Doreen sat there 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 last
For the lady he'd loved for so
And in that deserted truck stop they danced
To the world's truck drivin' song

Then he climbed up his ol' semi
And she crawled up at his side
He shifted it and the diesel's sad sound
Said this is your last ride
So he whispered to her and the Lord
As the fell from his hand
And he came to the exit marked Thompson
The last truck drivin' man

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