Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The year is two and eighty
And hardly a highway
are the days of the diesel
And about wrecks in the rain
The Macs and MacLeans have all 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 coffee
Then he stared at the sky for one final
the world's last little white pill
He said world you are losin' truckers
And your suckers do not give a
You're freightin' in space and there just no place
For a hard ridin' truck man

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

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

he climbed up inside his ol' semi
And Doreen she crawled up at his
He shifted it down and the sad sound
this is your last homeward ride
So he whispered 10-4 to her and the
As the microphone fell his hand
And he came to the exit marked Thompson
The world's truck drivin' man

He was high ballin' straight through them bright gates
When behind in the of his rig
Come the siren of ol' Smokey McKenzie
The world's last pig
Hear 'em roar see 'em fly the clouds through the sky
On that highway that have an end
But you know that's heaven for Thompson
The world's truck drivin' man and Doreen
The world's truck drivin' man
and gone