Boxcar Willie - Phantom 309 paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Phantom 309 - Boxcar Willie



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



Writer(s): Tommy (+1998) Faile


Boxcar Willie - The Greatest Collection Ever Made
Album The Greatest Collection Ever Made
date de sortie
01-08-2013

1 King of the Road
2 Truck Driving Man
3 Freightline Fever
4 Phantom 309
5 White Line Fever
6 Convoy
7 How Fast Them Trucks Will Go
8 Trucker's Prayer
9 Teddy Bear
10 Six Days on the Road
11 Truck Drivin' Son of a Gun
12 Girl on a Billboard
13 North to Alaska
14 Forty Acres
15 Dixie
16 Yankee Doodle
17 Battle Hymn of the Republic
18 Move It On Over
19 Red River Valley
20 Your Cheatin' Heart
21 Rolling In My Sweet Baby's Arms
22 Peace In the Valley
23 Hey Good Lookin'
24 San Antonio Rose
25 Heaven
26 Mule Train
27 Divorce Me C.O.D.
28 How Great Thou Art
29 Swing Low Sweet Chariot
30 Marching for Jesus
31 How Beautiful Heaven Must Be
32 Jesus I Need to Talk to You
33 Closer Walk with Thee
34 Jesus Makes House Calls
35 Somebody Touched Me
36 Precious Memories
37 Life's Railway to Heaven
38 The Man I Used to Be
39 It Ain't No Record
40 Not on the Bottom Yet
41 Hobo's Lament
42 Luther
43 No More Trains to Ride
44 Mister, Can You Spare a Dime?
45 Watching a New Love Grow
46 Whine Whistle Whine
47 Daddy Played over the Waves
48 I Just Gotta Go
49 Falling in Love
50 I Shout Hooray




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