Chords for Phantom 309
Tempo:
148.8 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
C#
F#
G#
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I [C#] was out on the west coast [Fm] trying to make a buck and things didn't work [F#] out I
was down on my luck [G#] got tired of roaming and bumming [Fm] around [C#] so I started thumbing
back east toward my [Fm] hometown made a lot of miles the first two [F#] days and I
figured I'd be home in a week if my luck [G#] held out this way [D#] but the third [C#] night I
got stranded way out of town [C]
at a [C#] cold lonely crossroads rain was pouring down
[Fm] I was hungry and freezing done caught [F#] a chill when the lights of a big semi
[G#] topped the hill [D#] Lord I sure was [C#] glad to hear them air brakes come on [Fm]
and I
climbed in that [F] cab [Fm] where I knew it'd be [F#] warm at the wheel said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 he [F#] stuck [G#] out his hand and said with [C#] a grin Big Joe's the name
I told him mine [D#]
[Fm] and he said the name of my rig is Phantom 309 [F#] I asked him why he
called his rig [G#] such a name he said [D#] son this [C#] old Mac can put them all to shame
[D#]
[Fm] there ain't a driver or a rig a run on any line [F#] that's seen nothing but
tail lights from [G#] Phantom 309 well [C#] we rode and talked the better part of the
[C] night [C#] when the lights of a truck stop came in sight [Fm] he said I'm sorry son this
is far as you [F#] go because I got to make a turn [G#] just on up the road well he tossed
[C#] me a dime as he pulled her in low [C#m] and said have [Fm] yourself a hot cup on old Big
Joe when [F#] Joe and his rig roared out in the night [G#] in nothing flat he was clean
out of sight [C#] well I went [A#m] inside and ordered me a cup told the waiter Big Joe
was setting me [Fm] up oh you could have heard a pin drop [F#] it got deathly quiet
and the [G#] waiters face turned kind of white [Fm]
well [C#] did I say something wrong I
said with a [D#] halfway grin [Fm] he said no this happens every now and [F#] then every
driver in here knows Big Joe [G#] but 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 [Fm] 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
[N]
was down on my luck [G#] got tired of roaming and bumming [Fm] around [C#] so I started thumbing
back east toward my [Fm] hometown made a lot of miles the first two [F#] days and I
figured I'd be home in a week if my luck [G#] held out this way [D#] but the third [C#] night I
got stranded way out of town [C]
at a [C#] cold lonely crossroads rain was pouring down
[Fm] I was hungry and freezing done caught [F#] a chill when the lights of a big semi
[G#] topped the hill [D#] Lord I sure was [C#] glad to hear them air brakes come on [Fm]
and I
climbed in that [F] cab [Fm] where I knew it'd be [F#] warm at the wheel said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 he [F#] stuck [G#] out his hand and said with [C#] a grin Big Joe's the name
I told him mine [D#]
[Fm] and he said the name of my rig is Phantom 309 [F#] I asked him why he
called his rig [G#] such a name he said [D#] son this [C#] old Mac can put them all to shame
[D#]
[Fm] there ain't a driver or a rig a run on any line [F#] that's seen nothing but
tail lights from [G#] Phantom 309 well [C#] we rode and talked the better part of the
[C] night [C#] when the lights of a truck stop came in sight [Fm] he said I'm sorry son this
is far as you [F#] go because I got to make a turn [G#] just on up the road well he tossed
[C#] me a dime as he pulled her in low [C#m] and said have [Fm] yourself a hot cup on old Big
Joe when [F#] Joe and his rig roared out in the night [G#] in nothing flat he was clean
out of sight [C#] well I went [A#m] inside and ordered me a cup told the waiter Big Joe
was setting me [Fm] up oh you could have heard a pin drop [F#] it got deathly quiet
and the [G#] waiters face turned kind of white [Fm]
well [C#] did I say something wrong I
said with a [D#] halfway grin [Fm] he said no this happens every now and [F#] then every
driver in here knows Big Joe [G#] but 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 [Fm] 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
[N]
Key:
Fm
C#
F#
G#
D#
Fm
C#
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] was out on the west coast [Fm] trying to make a buck _ and things didn't work [F#] out I
was down on my luck _ _ [G#] got tired of roaming and bumming [Fm] around _ _ [C#] so I started thumbing
back east toward my [Fm] hometown _ _ made a lot of miles the first two [F#] days and I
figured I'd be home in a week if my luck [G#] held out this way _ _ _ [D#] but the third [C#] night I
got stranded way out of town _ [C]
at a [C#] cold lonely crossroads rain was pouring down
[Fm] _ _ I was hungry and freezing done caught [F#] a chill _ _ when the lights of a big semi
[G#] topped the hill _ _ _ [D#] Lord I sure was [C#] glad to hear them air brakes come on _ [Fm] _
and I
climbed in that [F] cab [Fm] where I knew it'd be [F#] warm _ at the wheel said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 _ _ he [F#] stuck [G#] out his hand and said with [C#] a grin _ Big Joe's the name
I told him mine [D#] _
[Fm] and he said the name of my rig is Phantom _ 309 [F#] _ I asked him why he
called his rig [G#] such a name _ he said [D#] son this [C#] old Mac can put them all to shame
[D#] _ _
[Fm] there ain't a driver or a rig a run on any line [F#] _ that's seen nothing but
tail lights from [G#] Phantom 309 _ _ well [C#] we rode and talked the better part of the
[C] night _ [C#] when the lights of a truck stop came in sight _ [Fm] he said I'm sorry son this
is far as you [F#] go _ because I got to make a turn [G#] just on up the road _ well he tossed
[C#] me a dime as he pulled her in low _ [C#m] and said have [Fm] yourself a hot cup on old Big
Joe _ when [F#] Joe and his rig roared out in the night _ [G#] in nothing flat he was clean
out of sight _ [C#] well _ _ I went [A#m] inside and ordered me a cup _ told the waiter Big Joe
was setting me [Fm] up _ _ oh you could have heard a pin drop _ [F#] it got deathly quiet _
and the [G#] waiters face turned kind of white _ _ [Fm]
well [C#] did I say something wrong I
said with a [D#] halfway grin [Fm] _ he said no this happens every now and [F#] _ then every
driver in here knows Big Joe [G#] _ _ but 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 _ _ [Fm] 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
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] was out on the west coast [Fm] trying to make a buck _ and things didn't work [F#] out I
was down on my luck _ _ [G#] got tired of roaming and bumming [Fm] around _ _ [C#] so I started thumbing
back east toward my [Fm] hometown _ _ made a lot of miles the first two [F#] days and I
figured I'd be home in a week if my luck [G#] held out this way _ _ _ [D#] but the third [C#] night I
got stranded way out of town _ [C]
at a [C#] cold lonely crossroads rain was pouring down
[Fm] _ _ I was hungry and freezing done caught [F#] a chill _ _ when the lights of a big semi
[G#] topped the hill _ _ _ [D#] Lord I sure was [C#] glad to hear them air brakes come on _ [Fm] _
and I
climbed in that [F] cab [Fm] where I knew it'd be [F#] warm _ at the wheel said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 _ _ he [F#] stuck [G#] out his hand and said with [C#] a grin _ Big Joe's the name
I told him mine [D#] _
[Fm] and he said the name of my rig is Phantom _ 309 [F#] _ I asked him why he
called his rig [G#] such a name _ he said [D#] son this [C#] old Mac can put them all to shame
[D#] _ _
[Fm] there ain't a driver or a rig a run on any line [F#] _ that's seen nothing but
tail lights from [G#] Phantom 309 _ _ well [C#] we rode and talked the better part of the
[C] night _ [C#] when the lights of a truck stop came in sight _ [Fm] he said I'm sorry son this
is far as you [F#] go _ because I got to make a turn [G#] just on up the road _ well he tossed
[C#] me a dime as he pulled her in low _ [C#m] and said have [Fm] yourself a hot cup on old Big
Joe _ when [F#] Joe and his rig roared out in the night _ [G#] in nothing flat he was clean
out of sight _ [C#] well _ _ I went [A#m] inside and ordered me a cup _ told the waiter Big Joe
was setting me [Fm] up _ _ oh you could have heard a pin drop _ [F#] it got deathly quiet _
and the [G#] waiters face turned kind of white _ _ [Fm]
well [C#] did I say something wrong I
said with a [D#] halfway grin [Fm] _ he said no this happens every now and [F#] _ then every
driver in here knows Big Joe [G#] _ _ but 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 _ _ [Fm] 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
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _