โหลดเพลง mp3 The World's Last Truck Drivin' Man - Bobby Bare

The World's Last Truck Drivin' Man - Bobby Bare
The year is two thousand and eighty

And hardly a highway remains

Gone are the days of the diesel

And songs about wrecks in the rain

The Macs and MacLeans have all rusted away

The Harvesters rot in the sand

And in a deserted truck stop sits Tennessee Thompson

The world's last truck driving man

He lit up the world's last Lucky

Got his last cup of coffee refilled

Then he stared at the sky for one final high
Took the world's last little white pill

He said world you are losing your truckers

And your suckers do not give a damn

You're freighting in space and there just ain't no place
For a hard riding truck driving man

The world's last truck driving man

His left arm is losing its tan

The rest all went broke and just went up in smoke
He's the world's last truck driving man

Then he sat there and drank to old memories

And Doreen sat there drying his tears

Doreen was the world's last truck stopping waitress
She was weary and worn with the years

So he put his last dime in the world's last jukebox

For the lady he'd loved for so long

And there in that deserted truck stop they danced
To the world's last truck driving song

Then he climbed up inside his old semi

And Doreen she crawled up at his side

He shifted it down and the diesel's sad sound
Said this is your last homeward ride

So he whispered 10-4 to her and the Lord

As the microphone fell from his hand

And he came to the exit marked Tennessee Thompson
The world's last truck driving man

He was high balling straight through them bright pearly gates
When behind in the dust of his rig

Come the wailing siren of old Smokey McKenzie
The world's last interstate pig

Hear them roar see them fly past the clouds through the sky
On that highway that don't have an end

But you know that's heaven for Tennessee Thompson
The world's last truck driving man and Doreen
The world's last truck driving man

10-4 and gone