Chords for Phantom 309
Tempo:
148.65 bpm
Chords used:
C#
Fm
G#
F#
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
I was out on the [Fm] west coast trying to make a buck and things didn't work out [F#] I
was down on my luck got [G#] tired of roaming and bumming around so I [C#] started thumbing
back east toward [G#] my hometown [Fm] made a lot of miles the first two days [F#] and I
figured I'd be home in a [D#] week if my luck [G#] held out this way but [C#] the 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 semi
[G#] 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 said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 [C#] he stuck out his hand and said with a grin Big Joe's the name
[G#] I told him mine 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 son this [A#m] old Mac can [C#] put them all to shame
[Fm]
there ain't a driver or a rig or running any line [F#] that's seen [D#m] nothing but
[F#] taillights from [G#] Phantom 309 [Fm]
well we rode and talked the better part of the
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 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 [D#m]
[C#] well I went inside and [A#m] ordered me [C] a cup [C#] told the waiter Big Joe
[Fm] was 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 [G#m] halfway grin [Fm] he said no this happens every now and
[F#] then every
driver [D#m] in here knows Big Joe [G#] but son let me tell you what happened about [C#] ten
years ago [A#] at [C#]
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 been slaughter [C#] but he turned his wheels
[Fm] well Joe [A#] lost control [Fm] 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 for Big Joe and Phantom
309 but [Fm] every now and then some hiker will come by
[F#] and like you Big Joe give
him a ride [G#] here have another cup and forget about the dime [C#] keep it as a
[Fm] souvenir from Big Joe [A#m] and Phantom 309
[N]
I was out on the [Fm] west coast trying to make a buck and things didn't work out [F#] I
was down on my luck got [G#] tired of roaming and bumming around so I [C#] started thumbing
back east toward [G#] my hometown [Fm] made a lot of miles the first two days [F#] and I
figured I'd be home in a [D#] week if my luck [G#] held out this way but [C#] the 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 semi
[G#] 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 said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 [C#] he stuck out his hand and said with a grin Big Joe's the name
[G#] I told him mine 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 son this [A#m] old Mac can [C#] put them all to shame
[Fm]
there ain't a driver or a rig or running any line [F#] that's seen [D#m] nothing but
[F#] taillights from [G#] Phantom 309 [Fm]
well we rode and talked the better part of the
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 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 [D#m]
[C#] well I went inside and [A#m] ordered me [C] a cup [C#] told the waiter Big Joe
[Fm] was 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 [G#m] halfway grin [Fm] he said no this happens every now and
[F#] then every
driver [D#m] in here knows Big Joe [G#] but son let me tell you what happened about [C#] ten
years ago [A#] at [C#]
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 been slaughter [C#] but he turned his wheels
[Fm] well Joe [A#] lost control [Fm] 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 for Big Joe and Phantom
309 but [Fm] every now and then some hiker will come by
[F#] and like you Big Joe give
him a ride [G#] here have another cup and forget about the dime [C#] keep it as a
[Fm] souvenir from Big Joe [A#m] and Phantom 309
[N]
Key:
C#
Fm
G#
F#
A#m
C#
Fm
G#
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I was out on the [Fm] west coast trying to make a buck _ _ and things didn't work out [F#] I
was down on my luck _ _ got [G#] tired of roaming and bumming around _ _ so I [C#] started thumbing
back east toward [G#] my hometown [Fm] _ _ made a lot of miles the first two days [F#] _ and I
figured I'd be home in a [D#] week if my luck [G#] held out this way _ but [C#] the 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 semi
[G#] 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 said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 _ _ [C#] he stuck out his hand and said with a grin _ Big Joe's the name
[G#] I told him mine 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 son this [A#m] old Mac can [C#] put them all to shame
[Fm] _ _
there ain't a driver or a rig or running any line [F#] _ that's seen [D#m] nothing but
[F#] taillights from [G#] Phantom 309 _ _ _ _ [Fm]
well we rode and talked the better part of the
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 _ 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 [D#m] _
[C#] well _ I went inside and [A#m] ordered me [C] a cup [C#] _ told the waiter Big Joe
[Fm] was 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 [G#m] halfway grin [Fm] _ he said no this happens every now and _
[F#] then every
driver [D#m] in here knows Big Joe [G#] _ _ but son let me tell you what happened about [C#] ten
years ago _ _ [A#] at [C#]
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 been slaughter [C#] but he turned his wheels _ _ _
[Fm] well Joe [A#] lost control [Fm] 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 _ for Big Joe and Phantom
309 _ _ _ but [Fm] every now and then some hiker will come by _
[F#] and like you Big Joe give
him a ride _ [G#] here have another cup and forget about the dime [C#] _ _ keep it as a
_ [Fm] souvenir from Big Joe [A#m] and Phantom 309
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I was out on the [Fm] west coast trying to make a buck _ _ and things didn't work out [F#] I
was down on my luck _ _ got [G#] tired of roaming and bumming around _ _ so I [C#] started thumbing
back east toward [G#] my hometown [Fm] _ _ made a lot of miles the first two days [F#] _ and I
figured I'd be home in a [D#] week if my luck [G#] held out this way _ but [C#] the 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 semi
[G#] 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 said a big [G#] man he
weighed about 210 _ _ [C#] he stuck out his hand and said with a grin _ Big Joe's the name
[G#] I told him mine 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 son this [A#m] old Mac can [C#] put them all to shame
[Fm] _ _
there ain't a driver or a rig or running any line [F#] _ that's seen [D#m] nothing but
[F#] taillights from [G#] Phantom 309 _ _ _ _ [Fm]
well we rode and talked the better part of the
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 _ 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 [D#m] _
[C#] well _ I went inside and [A#m] ordered me [C] a cup [C#] _ told the waiter Big Joe
[Fm] was 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 [G#m] halfway grin [Fm] _ he said no this happens every now and _
[F#] then every
driver [D#m] in here knows Big Joe [G#] _ _ but son let me tell you what happened about [C#] ten
years ago _ _ [A#] at [C#]
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 been slaughter [C#] but he turned his wheels _ _ _
[Fm] well Joe [A#] lost control [Fm] 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 _ for Big Joe and Phantom
309 _ _ _ but [Fm] every now and then some hiker will come by _
[F#] and like you Big Joe give
him a ride _ [G#] here have another cup and forget about the dime [C#] _ _ keep it as a
_ [Fm] souvenir from Big Joe [A#m] and Phantom 309
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _