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Phantom 309

1409Country2007

Detalles de la canción

Phantom 309 fue publicado el 1 de enero de 2007 por Brownbeats Records como parte del álbum Ultimate Trucker Anthems

ÁlbumUltimate Trucker Anthems

1 de enero de 2007

SelloBrownbeats Records

IdiomaEnglish

BPM141

Melodicidad

Acústico

Valence

Bailabilidad

Energía

RESUMEN

LETRAS

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Letras

I was out on the west coast trying to make a buck

Things didn't work out and I was down on my luck

I got tired of rolling and bumming around

So I started thumbing east towards my hometown

Made a lot of miles the first couple of days

And I figured I'd be home in a week if my luck held out that way

But the third night I got stranded way out of town

At a cold lonely crossroads where the rain was pouring down

I was hungry and freezing, I caught a chill

When the lights of a big semi topped the hill

Man I was sure glad to hear them air brakes come on

And I climbed in the cab where I knew it'd be warm

At the wheel sat a big man and he weighed I guess about 210

He stuck out his hand and said with a grin

"Big Joe's the name" and I told him mine

And he said "The name of my rig is Phantom 309"

Well I asked him why he called his rig such a name

And he said "Son this old Mack can put 'em all to shame

There ain't a driver or a rig running any line

That's seen nothing but the tail lights from Phantom 309"

Well we rode and talked the better part of the night

When the lights of a truck stop came into sight

He said "I'm sorry son this is as far as you go

'Cause I gotta make a turn just on up the road"

Well he tossed me a dime and he put her in low

And said "Have yourself a hot cup on old Big Joe"

When Joe and his rig roared out into the night

In nothing flat he was clean out of sight

Well I went inside and ordered me a cup

Told the waiter Big Joe was setting me up

Oh you could have heard a pin drop, it got deathly quiet

And the waiter's face turned kind of white

"Well did I say something wrong?" I said with a halfway grin

He said "No, this happens every now and then

Every driver in here knows Big Joe

Son let me tell you what happened about ten years ago

At the crossroads tonight where you flagged him down

There was a busload of kids coming from town

And they were right in the middle when Big Joe topped the hill

And it would have been slaughter but he turned his wheel

Well Joe lost control and went into a skid

And gave his life to save that bunch of kids

And there at the crossroads was the end of the line

For Big Joe and Phantom 309

But every now and then some hiker will come by

And like you Big Joe will give him a ride

Here have another cup and forget about the dime

Keep it as a souvenir from Big Joe and Phantom 309"

Written by: Tommy Faile

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