Luyện nghe bài hát World's Last Truck Driving Man

The year is two thousand and
And hardly a remains
are the days of the diesel
And songs about wrecks in the
The Macs and MacLeans have all rusted
The Harvesters rot in the
And in a deserted truck stop Tennessee Thompson
The world's last drivin' man

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

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

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

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

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