Chords for Phantom 309

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