Still makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up like it did the first time I heard it oh so many years ago. From an ex-trucker that appreciates those that still do. Take care, stay safe, cool and free. ....

I had to show my 9 year old son this song I told him the tale from what I remember my popo told me this tale and I think he showed me this song or maybe it was my dad idk but I remember it making me so sad my son when he heard it said big Joe deserves a second chance 😢

Roses for mama

Wow that was good

ThiS song reminds me of my dad 😢

Im listening. To it

Great fucking song!

2024 anyone?

Put the hammer down son!

😊

We owe a great deal to the men and women in the big rigs. They keep the world moving.

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Miss you, grandma.

I retired after 50 yrs I still miss ppl

2024 June yes I,m listening!! Great music,

Trial trucks red in yellow what do you have?

Nothin' like a Mack Big Joe

Trailer Park Boys brought me here

Im in2024

United Van Lines representing, I love all the Trucker stuff, I got some some stories, I'm so good I can go anywhere in the nation and step into the front office, people look at me weird, and I just say gimme the phone, and I'm gonna need $$$$$, they look at me weird ,after I made a call, handed them the phone back, the Big Boss comes out with a bunch of $$$$ and says we apologize we didnt know, well, its cool, now you know. OMG love these trucker songs, love it, Thanks for posting

This song is awesome, make me cry everytime

He and his band stopped to visit my grandma. Story was that she helped him once during the depression. I walked in and he was singing a song to her..

Large Marge story.

Two names I am tired of hearing is democrat and republican,.( Z168)

Love this one! Thanks!

I am an old man who was a kid when this came out. Red Sovine sure made some great story telling songs. Thanks! Subscribed.

I miss Red Sovine. He was on the radio all the time when I was a kid in the sixties and on into the seventies. Thank you, Red.

Rich 21 201839 years 67 thousand pounds coming on oll field they lost me once got back siad my goodbyes too my kids and my wife lord siad not my time and I survived too all my fellow truckers out you men and woman mechanics and the waitress who feed us I cand drive no more so thank you for your service too our trucking industry and remember for every mile of road theres two miles of ditch ten four and good night from from high class and no cash big ten four

Great song thanks

Daddy I miss you

started driving in 179 when i got out of the AirForce remember the night red passed heard his songs about us drivers all night still drive today 45 years in June can't quit

I miss the road. ❤

"Passed out truck driving phantom 309 mafucka"

Is the William John Ramsey as mr john eric haigh birthname William John Ramsey the braker dint tear out your rubber the city number honner suplimentry suppiers are the reyurned loaded the accomadation that skude the wages the slides and kepted the sixxer cadiets sixxer cadiet slide wages accomadation detour the dum cunt the big mack motor hitchiker cummings motor Cummings rolled the bottom on the hill doing dollar sixty blew all them away the dose teller banker this hitchicker cummings

My daddy drove for years took care of his rig was a hella handler of his trucks loved this song by paycheck Passed 5 years ago but John w would love the crowd They called hem teripin on the cb radio

Can't believe that in 73 years I've never heard that song.

Thank you! 🫡

Fckin' way she goes.... RAY

I drove trucks until I was diagnosed with early onset Parkinson at the age of 40 . That was 9 years ago. I use to listen to this song on a long Haul

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I was out on the West Coast, tryin' to make a buck And things didn't work out, I was down on my luck Got tired a-roamin' and bummin' around So I started thumbin' back East, toward my home town. Made a lot of miles, the first two days And I figured I'd be home in week, if my luck held out this way But, the third night I got stranded, way out of town At a cold, lonely crossroads, rain was pourin' down. I was hungry and freezin', done caught a chill When the lights of a big semi topped the hill Lord, I sure was glad to hear them air brakes come on And I climbed in that cab, where I knew it'd be warm. At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten He stuck out his hand and said with a grin "Big Joe's the name", I told him mine And he said: "The name of my rig is Phantom 309." I asked him why he called his rig such a name He said: "Son, this old Mack can put 'em all to shame There ain't a driver, or a rig, a-runnin' any line Ain't seen nothin' but taillights from Phantom 309." Well, we rode and talked the better part of the night When the lights of a truck stop came in sight He said: "I'm sorry son, this is as far as you go 'Cause, I gotta make a turn, just on up the road." Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe." When Joe and his rig roared out in the night In nothin' flat, he was clean out of sight. Well, I went inside and ordered me a cup Told the waiter Big Joe was settin' me up Aw!, you coulda heard a pin drop, it got deathly quiet And the waiter's face turned kinda white. Well, did I say something wrong? I said with a halfway grin He said: "Naw, this happens every now and then Ever' driver in here knows Big Joe But son, let me tell you what happened about ten years ago. At the crossroads tonight, where you flagged him down There was a bus load of kids, comin' from town And they were right in the middle, when Big Joe topped the hill It could have been slaughter, but he turned his wheel. Well, Joe lost control, went into a skid A nd gave his life to save that bunch-a kids And there at that crossroads, was the end of the line For Big Joe and Phantom 309 But, every now and then, some hiker'll come by And like you, Big Joe'll give 'em a ride Here, have another cup and forget about the dime Keep it as a souvenir, from Big Joe and Phantom 309!"

Retired gear jammer here. I remember listening to this song when toolin down the interstate hopped up on benny’s with my trusty thermos of java close at hand just keeping my ears on and my eyes open looking out for smokie. I thought those days on the road would never end, but they did end, yup they sure did nuff did.

Whatever! Don’t care about what I really know about the trucking industry. Yep!

In loving memory of My Daddy Robert (Bob) French Sr. And My Big brother Robert Edward French Jr(Bubba) Who both of them were Long haul Truckers and to All you Long haul Truckers, Hammer Down!

My grandpa drove those old trucks.

get the chills ooooooooo

Follower for mom, is also a really good one.

OMG, so nice to see/hear some good older tunes. I have this disc. I'm 55, my dad has always instilled this music in our family, thank God. Great Dad and truck driver. Love you Dad!!

I remember listening to this song in my childhood loved it then and love it now

Carolina roadrunner my step-dad jerry Lancaster