Luyện nghe bài hát Phantom 309

I was out on the west coast to make a buck
Things didn't out I was kinda down on my luck
Got tired of roaming and around
So I started thumbing east toward my hometown
a lot of miles the first two days
I figured I'd be home in a week if my luck held way
But the third night I got stranded way outside of
At a cold lonely rain was pouring down
I was hungry and I was freezing done caught a
When the of a big semi topped the hill
I was sure glad to hear them air brakes come on
And I climbed in that cab I knew it would be warm
At the wheel there sat a big man he about 2-10
He stuck out his hand and said with a
Big Joe's the I told him mine
He said the of my rig's Phantom 309
I asked him why he called his rig such a
He son this old Mack can put 'em all to shame
There no driver or a rig running any line
That's seen nothing but tail lights Phantom 309
We rode and talked the part of the night
the lights of a truck stop came in sight
He said I'm son this is as far as you go
Cause I gotta make another turn on up the road
He tossed me a dime as he her in low
And said yourself a hot cup old Big Joe
When Joe and his rig roared out in the
In flat he was clean out of sight
I inside and ordered me a cup
Told the Big Joe was setting me up
You heard a pin drop
It got deathly quiet and the waiter turned kinda white
Did I say something wrong I said with a way grin
He no this happens every now and then
Every driver in knows Big Joe
But son let me tell you what happened ten years ago
At the crossroads tonight you flagged him down
was a bus full of kids a comin' from town
They were in the middle when Joe tapped the hill
It could been slaughter but he turned his wheels
Joe lost control went into a
Gave his own to save that bunch of kids
And there at the was the end of the line
For Big Joe and 309
But every now and some hiker will come by
And like you Big give 'em a ride
have another cup and forget about that dime
Keep it as a souvenir from Big Joe and 309