Chords for Phantom 309

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_ _ I was out on the west [Fm] coast 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 around, _ so [C#] I started thumbing back east toward [Fm] my hometown. _
_ _ [Cm] Made a lot of [G#] miles the first two [F#] days, and I [D#] figured I'd be home in a week if my [G#] luck held out this way.
_ _ [Fm] But the third night I got stranded way out of town _ 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.
_ [Fm] And I climbed in that cab where I knew it'd be [F#] warm.
_ _ _ At the wheel sat a big man.
[G#] He weighed about 210.
_ _ [C#] He stuck out his hand and said with a grin,
[A#m] _ Big Joe's the name, I told him mine, [G#] and he said the name of my rig is Phantom 309.
[F#] _
_ Well, I asked [D#m] him why he called his [G#] rig such a name.
_ He said, son, this [C#] old Mac can put them all to shame.
_ _ [Fm] There ain't a driver or a rig or run on any line [F#] _
that's seen nothing but taillights from [G#] Phantom 309.
_ _ _ _ [Fm] Well, we rode and talked [A#] the better part of the night [C] _ [C#] _
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 got to make a turn [G#] just on up the road.
_ _ Well, he tossed [C#] me a dime as he pulled her in low _ [Fm] and said, have yourself a hot cup on old Big Joe.
_ When [F#] Joe and his rig roared out into the night _ [G#] in nothing flat, he was clean out of sight.
[C] _ [C#] _
_ Well, I went inside and ordered me [C] a cup, [C#] _
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.
_ _ Well, [C#] did I say something wrong?
I said with a halfway grin.
[Fm] _
He said, no, this happens every now and then.
[F#] _
_ Every driver in here knows Big Joe.
[G#] _
But son, let me tell you what happened about [C#] 10 years ago.
_ _ _ [A#] [C#] 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 topped [Fm] the hill.
[G#] _ _ It could have 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 the line for Big Joe and Phantom 309.
_ _ _ [Fm] But 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 [Fm] _ from Big Joe [A#m] and Phantom 309. _
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