Chords for Phantom 309
Tempo:
143.3 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
F
C
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I was out on the west coast trying to make a buck.
[Em] Bad things didn't work out.
[F] I got tired of roaming and bumming around, so [G] I started thumbing back east toward my hometown.
[C] Made a lot of miles the first two days, [Em] and I figured I'd be home in a week, get my luck
[F] this way.
[G] way out of town, at a cold, lonely [C] crossroads, rain
was hungry and freezing and done caught a chill [Em] when the lights of a big semi topped the hill.
[F] I sure glad to hear them air brakes come on.
[Em] Bad things didn't work out.
[F] I got tired of roaming and bumming around, so [G] I started thumbing back east toward my hometown.
[C] Made a lot of miles the first two days, [Em] and I figured I'd be home in a week, get my luck
[F] this way.
[G] way out of town, at a cold, lonely [C] crossroads, rain
was hungry and freezing and done caught a chill [Em] when the lights of a big semi topped the hill.
[F] I sure glad to hear them air brakes come on.
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_ I was out on the west coast trying to make a buck.
[Em] _ Bad things didn't work out.
I was down on my luck.
[F] _ I got tired of roaming and bumming around, so [G] I started thumbing back east toward my hometown. _ _
[C] _ _ Made a lot of miles the first two days, [Em] and I figured I'd be home in a week, get my luck
held out [F] this way.
_ But the third night I got stranded [G] way out of town, _ at a cold, lonely [C] crossroads, rain
was pouring down.
I _ _ was hungry and freezing and done caught a chill [Em] when the lights of a big semi topped the hill.
Lord, [F] I sure glad to hear them air brakes come on.
And I [G] climbed in that cab where I knew it'd be [Dm] warm. _
[C] At the wheel sat a big man, weighed about 210.
[Em] He stuck out his hand and said with a grin, [F] Big Joe's the name, and I told him mine.
And [G] he said, the name of my rig is Phantom [D] 309.
[C] _ Well, I asked him why he called his rig such a name.
He said, son, this old [Eb] man can put them [Em] all to shame.
There ain't a driver or a rig [F] running any line that's seen nothing but taillights from [G] Phantom 309.
_ _ Well, we [C] rode and talked the better part of the night [D] when the [Em] lights of a truck stop
came in sight.
_ He said, I'm sorry, [F] son, this is far as you go, because I got to make a [G] turn just on [D] up the road.
_ Well, he [C] tossed me a dime and he pulled her in low and said, have yourself a hot cup,
my old Big Joe.
_ [D] When [Em] Joe and his rig roared out into the night [F] in nothing flat, he was clean out of sight. _ _
[G] Well, I [D] went inside and ordered me a cup. _
[C] Told the waiter Big Joe was setting me up. _
[Em] Oh, you could have heard a pin drop.
It got deathly [F] quiet and the waiter's face turned kind of white. _
[G] Well, did I say something wrong?
[D] I said with a halfway [C] grin.
He said, no, this happens every now and then.
_ Every driver in here knows Big Joe.
[Em] _ Well, son, let me tell you what happened about ten [F] years ago.
_ At the crossroads tonight where you [G] flagged him down, there was a [D] busload of kids coming
[C] from town and they were right in the middle when [Em] Big Joe topped the hill.
_ It could have been slaughter, [F] but he turned his wheels.
_ Well, Joe lost [G] control and went into a skid _ and gave his life [C] to save that bunch of kids.
_ _ And there at that crossroads was the end of the [E] line for [Em] Big Joe and Phantom 309. _
[F] But every now and then some hiker will come by and [G] like you, [C] Big Joe, give him a ride. _
Here, have another cup and forget about the dime.
[Em] _ Keep it as a souvenir from Big Joe [F] _ and Phantom 309. _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ I was out on the west coast trying to make a buck.
[Em] _ Bad things didn't work out.
I was down on my luck.
[F] _ I got tired of roaming and bumming around, so [G] I started thumbing back east toward my hometown. _ _
[C] _ _ Made a lot of miles the first two days, [Em] and I figured I'd be home in a week, get my luck
held out [F] this way.
_ But the third night I got stranded [G] way out of town, _ at a cold, lonely [C] crossroads, rain
was pouring down.
I _ _ was hungry and freezing and done caught a chill [Em] when the lights of a big semi topped the hill.
Lord, [F] I sure glad to hear them air brakes come on.
And I [G] climbed in that cab where I knew it'd be [Dm] warm. _
[C] At the wheel sat a big man, weighed about 210.
[Em] He stuck out his hand and said with a grin, [F] Big Joe's the name, and I told him mine.
And [G] he said, the name of my rig is Phantom [D] 309.
[C] _ Well, I asked him why he called his rig such a name.
He said, son, this old [Eb] man can put them [Em] all to shame.
There ain't a driver or a rig [F] running any line that's seen nothing but taillights from [G] Phantom 309.
_ _ Well, we [C] rode and talked the better part of the night [D] when the [Em] lights of a truck stop
came in sight.
_ He said, I'm sorry, [F] son, this is far as you go, because I got to make a [G] turn just on [D] up the road.
_ Well, he [C] tossed me a dime and he pulled her in low and said, have yourself a hot cup,
my old Big Joe.
_ [D] When [Em] Joe and his rig roared out into the night [F] in nothing flat, he was clean out of sight. _ _
[G] Well, I [D] went inside and ordered me a cup. _
[C] Told the waiter Big Joe was setting me up. _
[Em] Oh, you could have heard a pin drop.
It got deathly [F] quiet and the waiter's face turned kind of white. _
[G] Well, did I say something wrong?
[D] I said with a halfway [C] grin.
He said, no, this happens every now and then.
_ Every driver in here knows Big Joe.
[Em] _ Well, son, let me tell you what happened about ten [F] years ago.
_ At the crossroads tonight where you [G] flagged him down, there was a [D] busload of kids coming
[C] from town and they were right in the middle when [Em] Big Joe topped the hill.
_ It could have been slaughter, [F] but he turned his wheels.
_ Well, Joe lost [G] control and went into a skid _ and gave his life [C] to save that bunch of kids.
_ _ And there at that crossroads was the end of the [E] line for [Em] Big Joe and Phantom 309. _
[F] But every now and then some hiker will come by and [G] like you, [C] Big Joe, give him a ride. _
Here, have another cup and forget about the dime.
[Em] _ Keep it as a souvenir from Big Joe [F] _ and Phantom 309. _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _