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Verse 1
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I was out on the West Coast,
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buck
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An d things didn't work out,
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I was down on my luck
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Got tired a-roamin' and
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and bummin' around
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So I started thumbin' back East,
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toward my home town.
Verse 2
of miles, the first two days
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And I figured I'd be home in week,
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if my luck held out this way
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But, the third night I got stranded,
way out of town
At a cold, lonely crossroads,
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rain was pourin' down.
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I was hungry and freezin',
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done caught a chill
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When the lights of a big semi topped the hill Lord,
I sure was glad to hear them air brakes come on
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And I climbed in that cab,
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where I knew it'd be warm.
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At the wheel sit a big man,
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he weighed about two-ten
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He He stuck out his hand
and said with a grin
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"Big Joe's the name",
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And he said: "The name
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of my rig is Phantom 309."
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I asked
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his rig such a name
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He said: "Son,
this old Mack can put 'em all to shame
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There ain't a driver, or a rig,
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a-runnin' any any line
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Ain't seen nothin' but taillights
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from Phantom 309."
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Well, we rode and talked the
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better part of the night
When the lights of a truck stop
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He said: "I'm sorry son,
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this is as far as you go
'Cause, I gotta make a turn,
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just on up the road."
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a dime
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as he pulled her in low
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And said: "Have yourself a cup
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on old Big Joe."
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When Joe and his rig roared
out in the night
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he was clean out of sight.
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Well, I went inside and ordered me a cup
Told the waiter Big Joe
Aw!, you coulda heard a pin drop,
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it got deathly quiet
And the waiter's face
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turned kinda white.
Verse 9
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say something wrong?
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I said with a halfway grin
He said: "Naw,
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this happens every now and then
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Ever' driver in here knows Big Joe
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But son, let me tell you what happened
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about ten years ago.
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At the crossroads tonight,
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where you flagged him down
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There was a bus load of kids,
comin' from town
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And they were right in the middle,
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when Big Joe topped the hill
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It could have been slaughter,
but he turned his wheel.
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Well, Joe lost control,
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went into a skid A
nd gave his life to save that bunch-a kids
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kids
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And there at that crossroads,
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was the end of the line
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For Big Joe and Phantom 309
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But, every now and then,
some hiker'll come by
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And like you, Big Joe'll give 'em a ride
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Here, have another cup and forget
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about the dime
Keep it as a souvenir,
from Big Joe and Phantom 309!"
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