Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The year is two and eighty
And a highway remains
are the days of the diesel
And songs about in the rain
The and MacLeans have all rusted away
The rot in the sand
And in a deserted stop sits Tennessee Thompson
The world's last drivin' man

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

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

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

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

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