Anybody remember when Walmart rigs were cab-overs and they were blue and white? A Walmart driver saved my life in 1987. I wrecked my Mustang on a slick rainy night. As it turns out his name WAS Joe and his truck number was 1309. I came around a curve heading south on highway 61 south out of Muscatine, Iowa and over-compensated and wound up in the ditch. Joe drove me back to the gas station just out of Fruitland. To this day, I still think he was an angel.
Brian when i saw your post you sent chills thru me my name is Logan my handle is the Barbarian and I used to know Joe and that's just the way he was and many of us too ,we would kid him a lot about that truck and his name but he wore it proudly I was young then and had lot's to learn yet , I'm 64 now and trying to retire now , It's hard to let go but these old songs help and it's nice to find people like you who remember us . Thanks for the memories .
My dad was a truck driver and I grew up listening to all of Red Sovine's music because of his love of truckin. So tonite, with tears filling my eyes I listen again, because tomorrow we say our final goodbyes as he is makin his last run to that truck stop in the sky.
+Brad Carby sorry for your loss brother my dad was a trucker also he has passed on 11 years ago not one person had one bad word about him miss him more each day to honor his memory and feel closer to him i to am a trucker i love it but hate saying goodbye to my family my biggest fear is that will be my last goodbye
Brad, I feel for you. I lost my truckie Dad just on 9 years ago....Red Sovine was one of his favorites too and I think of my dad everytime I hear his music. Best wishes to you and your family and my deepest sympathy on your loss.
My Daddy was a long haul trucker. I grew up on these songs. I missed him terribly when he was on the road. But soon as he got home he always took me riding with him and playing this and other trucker songs such as Teddy Bear, and many others. Country today just don't compare. I don't like it, this young country and others that don't tell stories like then. Today, dad's gone, I love him so much, and memories flood back when I hear this song. And so do the tears. I love you Dad
To all the Big Joes that ever turned their wheels, Thanks and God Bless. The men that know the awesome responsibility of handling 40,000 pounds of steel in a hectic situation of life or death. Men who put the lives of others above their own. You won’t read much about them in the paper’s but they help keep this nation great.
I took the full impact from a 46 tonne truck (101,413lbs) at 70 kph to save the people infront of me. Dislocated shoulder, whiplash and torn tendons. Only thing that saved all our lives that day was my reinforced chassis. I miss that truck :'-( I owe her my life
This was my Dad's favorite song. I grew up listening to this song being played on the record player. Dad used to play and sing this song on the guitar. Dad passed away in December 2014, but all of his favorite songs I listen to all the time. My Dad liked Marty Robbins, Chet Atkins, Boots Randolph....gosh...so many. I know the names of the songs but I forget the artists names. I love you, Dad!! Happy Father's Day!!
One of my school friends from about 20 yrs ago lost his Dad. His Dad ran a big rig and got burnt up one day in a terrible accident. This song is a reminder of the great sacrifice good men make. Keeping America rolling and putting food on everyone's table's, not just their own. Roll on safe, road warriors, and may we always have our truckers. OUR FATE RELIES ON OUR FREIGHT! Over and out.
Red Sovine had to have been one of country music's greatest storytellers. His songs were so down-to-earth, sentimental, and could tug at your heart. His own death was somewhat tragic. RIP Red.
"On April 4, 1980, Sovine suffered a heart attack while driving in southern Nashville, causing him to run a red light and strike an oncoming vehicle. He and the other driver, 25-year-old Edgar Primm, were transported to St. Thomas Hospital. While Primm was treated and released for minor facial injuries, Sovine died shortly after arrival. According to a preliminary autopsy, Sovine sustained massive abdominal bleeding caused by a lacerated spleen and liver, and fractured ribs and sternum." Dayyam. Heart attack +car accident leading to massive injuries. Poor guy.
I’m a truck driver, my dad was, & my grandfather was. My grandfather was struck by a car & killed on the side of the road while helping an elderly woman change a tire on the Hammond exit on I-94. My dad sounds so much like this it’s eerie. But I can’t help but picture my grandfather being the kind of man who would risk his own life to save another just like the song speaks of. Cheers to all you haulers out there! From the ‘Drifter’! -2020.
These were my "good old days" when I first began my coast to coast trucking career. The national speed limit was 55 mph, fuel was 18 cents a gallon, cab-overs were in vogue to allow longer trailers which allowed more freight on board but keep under the strict 55 foot overall length, there were no radios just headlight signals and hand gestures to warn of "smokey" or trouble behind you, truckers were courteous to a fault and we were all proud to be so respected by the public who said we were the "kings of the road". These songs and memories of that by-gone America still bring me to tears. But I feel fortunate to have the memories which no one driving semi's today will ever have a chance to enjoy. But I do not miss the all spring ride rigs that would beat you to pieces by the end of each day, with brakes that would heat up and fade away after the second time you pressed down the pedal on a steep grade, and the bias ply tires that sent every road imperfection right up your spine. Not to forget the lack of power steering and dampers to minimize the effects of hitting a pothole that would spin the steering wheel right out of your hands. If you were not careful the spokes in the steering wheel would jamb your thumbs, sometimes even break them. And these new walk-in sleepers were a welcome sight as I neared the end of my 50 year career looking back at the day when you had to climb out of the cab to enter the sleeper until somebody came up with the idea of taking out the cab rear window and cut a hole in the sleeper box so you could just crawl into your tiny 28 inch wide bed. Triplex transmissions were all the rage and are still in use today, but most drivers are not aware that the two other sticks have been replaced by air powered actuators that do the same thing. Yep, those were the days !
My grandpa father a truck driver for over 30 years a OTR drove all over the USA missed a lot of family time but boy was he the best damn trucker around remember him telling me stories about making bets that he can back up any kind of truck and he did getting my cdl and gonna take him with me over the road with me every chance I get god bless or truckers 🙏🏽💯
My darling husband was a old log hauler for over 25 yrs he sure did and still does love it but misses it terribly for he had to give it 2 yrs ago do to his heart but you can tell from a distance how much he misses them old trucks to my sweet darling husband Charlie Brand you are so amazing and I love you dearly
Ella in some way or another This reminded me of what my mother said to my father when he died I know you didn't mean to but thank you for that flood of beautiful memories of my loving father
I stumbled upon this song a few years ago because of my interest in trucking songs! Phantom 309 got my attention instantly. I lost count with how many times I listened to this cool song! The song makes me sad because Big Joe was a great guy!! I would love to meet someone like Big Joe!!
Troy Brink Yeah i had a frnd his name was john hasselbrink he was a trucker also. He crossed over river jordan to sing wth the angels last yr.40 yr old.
My husband was a long haul trucker for 27 yrs same company out of Washington State. He lost his battle with congestive heart failure and respiratory failure on March 7th 2017. He loved his trucker songs
same here.like tonight. missing my career. cant drive no more. a canook decided i wasnt driving fast enuff in the hammer lane and put me in the ditch,fucked me up in the back bad. i went from 65k a year to 13k a year because of him and our goverment
Larry Teubner damn buddy I came back to listen to this song and I didn't realize your comment. God will bless you soon. It's all in his hands and time. And yea I'm drunk but man I feel your pain even though I've never had a job ever but I know
This song has always given me chills. I really miss songs like these that tell a story, especially ones that hit so close to home. My daddy's a trucker and you best believe whenever I hear about a turned over rig I'm callin' him worried sick 💗
My dad is thankfully still alive gonna turn 80 this year and we are both retired truckdrivers. But these damn songs make me wish i was still behind the wheel sometimes! lolI miss the trucks and driving but dont miss the BS and there gets to be more of that each day in truckin..One old driver trainers said me and him were last of the old time truckdrivers so I'll take that as the highest praise you can get. For all you guys and gals out there and gonna be out there , be safe!!
I remember purchasing this song, as 45 RPM record, from the Country Music Store on Selkirk Avenue in Winnipeg back in the mid-1970's. Wow, what a song.
Used to watch trucks go by my grandparents house coming from the chicken plant going about 70mph back in ‘79. Just bought my black Pete and thought of this song. Ironically the number on the hood was 309……
Always listen to this now and then...I listen to it when I'm making a long drive at night headed home with my family my daughter loves listening to it with me and another red did called " Daddy's girl". Just listened to it again tonight with my daughter barbequing some chicken and heating up some black beans and toast in the back at night. Thank you Red Sovine for these great story telling songs RIP.. Peace to all in 2019!!...
My dad is a truck driver he told me this When I was 12 it’s been 2 years since I have heard this it makes me cry everytime My dad has been driving for 22 years
I don't even know any truckers, but this has lots of nostalgia to me. It reminds me of going back and forth from Indiana to New York with my grandparents on road trips and seeing all the damn semi trucks on the road. As soon as I saw any of the drivers; I would always motion them to honk their horn. The sound made me so happy. I miss those times with them 😭
My dad was a trucker too. And he too loved Red Sovine and it's easy to understand why. My dad had an experience close to the one described in the song only it wasn't a crossroad. He was driving eastbound on I-40 coming down Black Mtn outside of Asheville during a winter storm (sometime in the late 60s to early 70s) when a car cut in front of him, he swerved right to avoid plowing through the car and took out one of those big interstate signs (the kind that has support post on either side of the interstate). When my dad asked the statetrooper how many he had killed car the trooper told him none, he hadn't hit a car. My dad asked him was he sure? Because he said he knows he hit them, it was a green car. Witnesses verified my dads story including the color of the car. When the trooper re-examined the front right of the truck, there it was. The green transfer of paint as described. However there was no green car in sight. After causing a wreck and almost getting his passengers and my dad killed, the driver had continued on, probably never realizing how close he had come that day to not getting home at all. So Red Sovine has a lot of meaning to me and this one most of all because my dad could very well have been Big Joe.
Whew! That was a scary story and took place on a dangerous piece of interstate. The four mile grade just outside of Black Mountain was a Hairy ride even in a car back in the 1970's. Saw more than a few 18 wheelers that crashed on that stretch of Interstate as well as running off into the sand traps. Remember one truck that went all the way through the sand trap and flipped all the way over on it's cab and trailer (upside down) at the end of the trap. The four mile grade was no joke! My Dad was a Trucker too.
It would look like a Twilight Zone or Amazing Stories episode. Someday I'll write a story of a Middle East veteran who, while trying to get from Houston to his home in Chicago on his motorcycle encounters a snowstorm...and a mystery trucker who gets him and his bike through the storm.
this song is so sad, but its nice to know that big Joe sacrificed his life to save that group of little kids. I wish that people could be like big Joe.
Aaron, just think of all the military that have given their lives so we can have FEEEDOM I have been in the trucking business for over 43 years, I was a MARINE first. I'm proud of being a MARINE, and a truck driver
This is the first time I have heard this song. I am 16 and this was a pretty cool song till it got to the end and he talked about how Big Joe gave his life for the kids. It sent chills down my spine and I teared up. So sad. RIP Big Joe and Phantom 309
I liked your comment and sentiments on red sovine's song. it is cool and thoughtful but I assure you --although stuff like that probably has happened-- that version of it is just a scary story. chilled me the first time I heard it too. good comment. thanks for sharing.
Me too buddy, and as Paul says, I'm sure this kinda thing does happen. But truckers are a friendly people despite the scary exterior so you have nothing to fear :)
Hi Dave Nolen- I played this song once for my now-13-year-old granddaughter, and she loves it too! I first heard it, when my Stepdad had a tape of c.d. songs. It was one of my favorites, and I found it on here! I had my Granddaughter come over and listen to it with me. She thought it was pretty eerie like I did! I've played songs of this type for my grandkids often when they were smaller, (she and her 12 year-old brother) because these songs are timeless, and part of Americana! I'm glad to see young people like you and these two grandchildren of mine listen to these sorts of folk songs and appreciate them like we older people do!
Never heard this song until just now. Brought tears to my eyes. I've known many Big rig drivers through the years. And I have yet to meet one who wouldn't give you the shirt of his back if thats what you needed. I'm sure there are many "Big Joe's" that are in Heaven because they would rather die themselves than take the life of another human. Glad to know now they're angels ridin up & down the roads of this world taking care of their brothers & sisters who still do this lonely, hard, but very necessary job! Thanks Big Joe & all of the other nameless angels just doing their job!
my best friend he had been a trucker his whole life and taught me the ropes in early 80s i rember waving at him as he left terminal in his brand new white cabover it was the last time i saw him he was 2 weeks from retirement with over 2 million miles under his belt he was hit headon 5 states away he never came home
I remember this song on radio stations back 1970s my dad favorite song and mind too. My dad was trucker like my uncle and my dad sister husband was kind like Jerry Reed was so funny and time come by vist listen all story's. On road. My dad lots story's even hear it at truck stop back 1984. Lots great memories. Awesome song.
the black 379x at 2;10 is identical to the one my dad and i built in 89 sadly i lost dad in 92 i carried on the life for several yrs till my kids started to not know who i was so i gave it up truckers are the first to give you a ride when needed and buy you a meal when your hungery
They were mostly back then . But everyone should always respect truck drivers because the bring produce, cars and other miscellaneous things to keep other people happy
Yeah me too, I will never forget losing my trailer one night in dumfries, very near a packed macdonalds, and it clipped the light post and suddenly righted itself, I have never been so sick in all my life. My dad was 3 trucks back from me, he got my coffee flask from the cab and told me " my son you will learn" what a man my dad is. He is very unwell now, and needs our prayers to keep this great man alive. 42 years a hgv driver, my absolute hero.
my dad played red's album sooo much . over and over and over, my mom went and hid it from him lol.. dad was not amused . - both are gone now, mom and dad, i wonder if she finally told him where she hid it ? maybe he's driving her crazy with it in heaven ...
So sad to see that a lot of our truckers now are foreigners, who do not respect our country, our highways, our citizens on the roads, our truck stops, or our roadsides. And many of whom barely speak English. ~Daughter of a deceased, big rig daddy.
Don't worry bout that sweetie, we're out there, we're drivin, we're patriotic and respectful. You can find a many of us at most truck stops along the highways. Cheers to ya!
This is the very first time I'm ever hearing this song. Incredible!!! This gave me chills!! It's really amazing that we never make music like this anymore.
Tis not the technology. Starting in the 1990s they compressed the digital music to save on storage. Digital compression takes off the highest and lowest frequencies. Most people cant hear the difference but some can. MP3s are the same. Lossless digital compression is superior to anythign since it can never degrade like vinyl or tape and it does not remove any of the music. Also, modern music is just quick selling soundbites from the past.
I listen to this often as my dad was a truck driver with many stories as I grew up. Just want to keep the comments coming so others may find this incredible song/artist. I grew up listening to this kind of music. Take care.
I hear this song and think of my Dad and his "Freight liner" long wheel base 2 stick shifting, my last ride was 1970 the he was going to retire, Miss my dad, the Truck the music.
Im only 13, and This has to be my favorite story of all time. I'm listening to this in my bed at 11:30 pm with all the lights off... And I get straight chills every time.
This was starting what I like to call "country's forgotten years". Late 60's- mid 80's. Lots of good songs/groups. Can still hear " toenail pullers"(Hank Sr. Patsy Cline...) sometimes. Rare to even hear Statlers, Oak Ridge, ... Ant more
Red sovine songs paid great respect to our truck drivers! Known alot of drivers over the year's working on their rigs! Met some great people !! Wouldnt take nothin for the experience!!
I was a trucker for many years I remember hearing that song as a kid but when you are out there it’s a great feeling I miss it sometimes but a wreck stopped me I’m disabled now
exactyl, the kinda thing that used to be on the juke in the truck stops along the highway back when Dad would take us on little road trips just because
Takes me back to long rides with uncle in the cab of a big Corbitt, 60 years old, noisy and cold, a pain to drive and more so to steer. On a hill you could pick any gear, she'd pull anything. When uncle died, my cousins CUT HER UP. That was 15 years ago, still haven't forgiven them. He loved that wagon. She was always Ol' Seth's wagon, everywhere we went. The real men knew her a mile off.
@@jonslack7891 that's cold. Kinda like what my mother did to me. My father was killed in a coal mine cave-in. For years he'd wanted a 3/4 ton pickup. Nothing fancy he just wanted to pull his camper with it. When he died i wanted that truck. I told ma but she said the plates were expired. I told her i'd pay everything but she never seemed to have time to do it. One night i comes home from afternoon shift and the trucks gone. I called the cops and they said they didn't have a report, that's what I'm doing ya dimwit. So the next morning i call ma to tell her it was stolen. At this point she tells me she sold it. I know it was just for the money but she didn't really need it. Through the mine pap had an insurance policy that she got it all. She got $114,000 tax free she didn't need the money. This was back in the mid 70's and that was a fair chunk of change. I didn't mind her selling the camper, even if it was for a lot less than it was worth, but i wanted that truck and she knew it. I never forgave her for that. I was pissed, i probably didn't speak to her for about 6 months. People can be totally insensitive sometimes.
@@danielstewart7163 My aunt and my grandmother got rid of all my grandfathers guns without saying a word to me, his only grandson. Brought them to Colt in CT and they were melted down. Left me, a 32 year old man, in tears.
@@mmatthews61687 my father left me a 1949 Ithaca 16 ga model 32 featherlite very accurate for a shotgun. He also left a Winchester 30-30 saddle gun with gold inlay and octagonal barrel, paid over $300 in mid 60's, a Springfield. 222 with 14 power scope, and a 22 Hornet (Stephens i believe). I had the Ithaca checked about 25 years ago and they said due to the low serial number it was worth over $800, the others are worth more. The only one i don't have is is the Hornet. That's because i lent it to my brother and he gave it to his father in law to shoot pigeons with. The 1st pidgeon he shot blew the soffit off his house. It's shoots a bullet about the same size as the 222. They are a collectors item since they're not made anymore. I've informed little bro i want my hornet back. I actually hid the rest from my mother. I told her i did. One other shotgun that should be mine is a model 32 Ithaca 16 single shot that belonged ro my grandfather. We were going on our annual family Thanksgiving rabbit hunt and my uncle said he did have any shells for his Remington 12 ga 1100, was a semiautomatic. So dad told him he'd let him use it for the day. When we finished uncle tossed the single shot in his car and left. About a year later Pap was killed in the mine, when i went to get MY single shot the fucker had already sold it for a bottle of whiskey. I was pissed, shoulda kicked his ass. It's sad when you can't trust family. If they'd at least give you a heads up so you could make them an offer, but no. Sadly.a couple years after Pap got killed ma passed from cancer so i kinda had to let that go.
My dad and his dad were both truck drivers, I grew up listening to this and tons of other old country. One of my first cassette tapes was 16 greatest truck driving hits and this is one of the handful of songs on there that I could tell you every word to. I got my first cassette player when I was about 5.
Have loved this story since it first came out, listened to when I was in the Navy and the Army. Listened to it while we were in a combat zone and it was one of my favorites when I drove truck for a short while. Red Sovine had a way with these stories, he could tell them and bring tears to your eyes. I am now a 70y/o lady who is disabled and unable to do the things I once did and I still listen to this when ever it is on or when I drag my LP's out and listen to the old music. It still brings a tear to my eye when ever I hear it. - - - Have a Great Morning and A Better Day Tomorrow. - - - //es//An Avid Outdoors Lady (disabled) and An Explorer of Roads Less Traveled
I love hearing these songs. my husband and I teamed and then he drove alone. thankfully I have my driver home. so many don't and my prayers go out to them. I left the truck and put my tools back on. I am lucky my driver made it home. GOD bless all of you. YOU are the least appreciated of all.
My dad was a Truck driver and whenever I could I always used to go away with him sometimes just for the day sometimes for 2 weeks and every evening without fail he'd play this to me and I felt so happy, the happiest times of my childhood was when I was in his cab, I felt secure and safe. Well that was when I was 7-8-9 and now I'm 25 and me and my dad no longer talk due to stupid family stuff :( but I always come back to this track when I'm feeling low and it's my time when, even though he lives 100 miles away from me and we don't talk, I feel like im right next to him. Miss you papa :(
Jake I see you posted this 3 years ago I pray you two have mended fences by now ,But if not take this advice from an old trucker do it .It will be the hardest thing you will ever do but the reward will be greater than you can imagine . I know I almost waited to long to do the same with mine .And we never regretted it .A father's love really never dies
My father was a truck driver. I think I love trucking for this reason. I especially admire American trucks. My dream is to become a truck driver in America someday. Greetings from Turkey.
Hey T.D. I'm an old American truck driver and it was my dream also and I made it come true been at it for 45 years . Dreams are what life is made of so make your dreams come true .you will get out of it what you put into it .good luck
Terry Sharpe me too. I gave up mine. First CDL was special Endorsement class B School Bus. Then went to Class A over the road. Then gave it up because my Kids growing too fast. Gone for a week turns into 3 sad but true. I am now 55. When I just turned 51 got stopped by hi way patrol. He came with ticket book in hand. Looked at my License and said "Oh just had a birthday. Your 51 now. How's it feel?" I replied "Confusing?" He asked "Why? 51 not that old?" I said "I know. But got a question for you..... Last year I was 50. And this year I am 51. Does that make me a 5150?" He laughed said "No I don't think so. I need to pull this on my sergeant. He turns 51 next week. Get your left brake light fixed and thanks for the laugh. Drive safe."
Hang in there Terry..I spent 39 and a half years OTR..And yes I miss it ever since I retired in 2013..I would still be out there today but diabetes made them force me to retire..BUT my heart and soul will forever be behind the wheel of my KW W900 running the west coast..God Bless ya Terry but we must face it..We will forever be truckers..
Terry, I'm 73. Been a truck mechanic, driver and lover of old trucks for over 45 years. recently, decided to let my CDL go because my left eye's vision has gotten to the point that I was worried about checking my mirrors. I would never forgive myself if I killed someone because my poor vision didn't let me see someone in that left mirror. No, I wish I could have kept it. Sure. But I'm still a truck driver at heart. You better believe it.
You got that right I did 30 years over 3 million miles with no at fault accidents was blown over by the wind in 2002 in the canyons of Utah, laid up recovering for years got back on the road in 08 ended my driving 2 years ago body cant take it too messed up but I wish I could addicted to the road and I really miss that 1800-2400 a week
I listen to this everyday and when I do I cry because my dad is a trucker driver and I pray that what happen to big Joe never happens to my dad and if it ever does I would be listening to listen every single minute I can
You're responsible for the lives of many people and animals. Thank you for your service. Please continue to truck on, and know someone is thinking of you.
I love all these truckers songs, I respect trucks on the highway when I am driving! Without these people this country would shut down! Was a kid when Truckers went on strike many years ago!
Years ago, when I was a kid, there was a restaurant called Minnie Pearls Fried Chicken. I think. They didn't last all that long, but Daddy liked their chicken. Liked Minnie pearl as well. They had some sort of thing going on where they would give away a record. So we had two of those records. They were just alike, and one of the songs was Phantom 309. I think that was my first favorite song. Maybe along with Silver Threads and Golden Needles. Brings me back a while.
Thanks for sharing the video. This song was inspired by a man from right here in Troy, New Hampshire and we have a stone monument in his honor on the town common. It was his last day on the job before retiring.
My Dad drove a train for a small city and went thru other small cities, but I also love hearing stories of truck driver's when I listened to song's. I love all kinds of music, but I know my Dad is driving his Train in the sky.
MET RED AT TOLTECH TRUCKSTOP IN CASA GRANDE AZ ,HE SAT WITH US AT A BIG ROUNDTABLE -TRUCKERS ROOM.WE GOT CASSETTES AND STEAK & EGGS ,ON RED. SEEMED AT NIGHT ,HIS SONGS WERE ON AND KEPT US ALERT , HE WAS TRUELY ,A TRUCKERS FRIEND
I get big chills everytime I hear this song. I remember when Joe saved me just outside Frankfort, Kentucky. Without him me and all the kids would have died (I was driving a schoolbus)
I was a trucker in Britain. Drove 44-ton tankers most of the time. Often listened to stories of Big Joe and Phantom 309. Wanted nothing more than being a truck driver after watching Convoy at the cinema in 1978. I quit when I was only 40. Driving trucks in the U.K. became an absolute nightmare. Listening to this track and other old favourites has brought a lump to my throat....
Anybody remember when Walmart rigs were cab-overs and they were blue and white? A Walmart driver saved my life in 1987. I wrecked my Mustang on a slick rainy night. As it turns out his name WAS Joe and his truck number was 1309. I came around a curve heading south on highway 61 south out of Muscatine, Iowa and over-compensated and wound up in the ditch. Joe drove me back to the gas station just out of Fruitland. To this day, I still think he was an angel.
wait my dad drove a Walmart rig, his name was Joe. Did big Joe have a beard?
Walmart TVs got cheap ass contrast.
Brian when i saw your post you sent chills thru me my name is Logan my handle is the Barbarian and I used to know Joe and that's just the way he was and many of us too ,we would kid him a lot about that truck and his name but he wore it proudly I was young then and had lot's to learn yet , I'm 64 now and trying to retire now , It's hard to let go but these old songs help and it's nice to find people like you who remember us . Thanks for the memories .
In truth, it's not exactly music. Red Sovine never sang a note that I ever heard, he just told great stories.
@@loganjohnson3589 Thanks for the story. God bless.
My dad was a truck driver and I grew up listening to all of Red Sovine's music because of his love of truckin. So tonite, with tears filling my eyes I listen again, because tomorrow we say our final goodbyes as he is makin his last run to that truck stop in the sky.
sorry for your loss
It sure ain't the truckin my dad talked about....
+Brad Carby sorry for your loss brother my dad was a trucker also he has passed on 11 years ago not one person had one bad word about him miss him more each day to honor his memory and feel closer to him i to am a trucker i love it but hate saying goodbye to my family my biggest fear is that will be my last goodbye
Thank you for your thoughts. Good wishes to you.
Brad, I feel for you. I lost my truckie Dad just on 9 years ago....Red Sovine was one of his favorites too and I think of my dad everytime I hear his music.
Best wishes to you and your family and my deepest sympathy on your loss.
My Daddy was a long haul trucker. I grew up on these songs. I missed him terribly when he was on the road. But soon as he got home he always took me riding with him and playing this and other trucker songs such as Teddy Bear, and many others. Country today just don't compare. I don't like it, this young country and others that don't tell stories like then. Today, dad's gone, I love him so much, and memories flood back when I hear this song. And so do the tears. I love you Dad
My brother was a long haul driver back in the 70's. He drove for Red Ball and Wheaton Van Lines.
my papa too so many memories
"As a souvenir from big joe and phantom 309"
Straight chills every time I hear that.
I got big chills
Yeah, same, I wonder every now and then, if this actually happened
@@cberger3558 it did not, lol
@@kellywilliam3708 I know, just fun to think it did.
Oh God absolute chills everytime, it's so haunting but incredible at the same time
To all the Big Joes that ever turned their wheels,
Thanks and God Bless.
The men that know the awesome responsibility of handling 40,000 pounds of steel in a hectic situation of life or death. Men who put the lives of others above their own.
You won’t read much about them in the paper’s but they help keep this nation great.
thank you 35 1/2 yrs of jamming gears
you are most welcome...but my dads name was melvin
My big cuz drive,s in Australia love U my cuz , be safe
Roll on big wheels, bless all of you !!
I had to turn my wheel 1 night on I 80 in pa to save a mother and her son and luckily it turned out ok.
I took the full impact from a 46 tonne truck (101,413lbs) at 70 kph to save the people infront of me. Dislocated shoulder, whiplash and torn tendons. Only thing that saved all our lives that day was my reinforced chassis. I miss that truck :'-( I owe her my life
Good for you son that took gut's a plenty ,Sorry you got hurt though . may she rest in peace .
This was my Dad's favorite song.
I grew up listening to this song being played on the record player.
Dad used to play and sing this song on the guitar.
Dad passed away in December 2014, but all of his favorite songs
I listen to all the time.
My Dad liked Marty Robbins, Chet Atkins, Boots Randolph....gosh...so many.
I know the names of the songs but I forget the artists names.
I love you, Dad!!
Happy Father's Day!!
One of my school friends from about 20 yrs ago lost his Dad. His Dad ran a big rig and got burnt up one day in a terrible accident. This song is a reminder of the great sacrifice good men make. Keeping America rolling and putting food on everyone's table's, not just their own. Roll on safe, road warriors, and may we always have our truckers. OUR FATE RELIES ON OUR FREIGHT! Over and out.
Truck Drivin' Passed Out Phantom 309.... RIP Ray.... Way She Goes...
Fuckin way she goes
Fuckin way she goes bud, way she goes
Way of the road....
Piss still flows in the jug, bud.
RIP Ray? He didn't die. He did a life insurance scam and move to a Florida dump.
Red Sovine had to have been one of country music's greatest storytellers. His songs were so down-to-earth, sentimental, and could tug at your heart. His own death was somewhat tragic.
RIP Red.
"On April 4, 1980, Sovine suffered a heart attack while driving in southern Nashville, causing him to run a red light and strike an oncoming vehicle. He and the other driver, 25-year-old Edgar Primm, were transported to St. Thomas Hospital. While Primm was treated and released for minor facial injuries, Sovine died shortly after arrival. According to a preliminary autopsy, Sovine sustained massive abdominal bleeding caused by a lacerated spleen and liver, and fractured ribs and sternum." Dayyam. Heart attack +car accident leading to massive injuries. Poor guy.
I’m a truck driver, my dad was, & my grandfather was. My grandfather was struck by a car & killed on the side of the road while helping an elderly woman change a tire on the Hammond exit on I-94. My dad sounds so much like this it’s eerie. But I can’t help but picture my grandfather being the kind of man who would risk his own life to save another just like the song speaks of. Cheers to all you haulers out there! From the ‘Drifter’! -2020.
Right back ach ya brother trucker from the Barbarian
These were my "good old days" when I first began my coast to coast trucking career. The national speed limit was 55 mph, fuel was 18 cents a gallon, cab-overs were in vogue to allow longer trailers which allowed more freight on board but keep under the strict 55 foot overall length, there were no radios just headlight signals and hand gestures to warn of "smokey" or trouble behind you, truckers were courteous to a fault and we were all proud to be so respected by the public who said we were the "kings of the road".
These songs and memories of that by-gone America still bring me to tears. But I feel fortunate to have the memories which no one driving semi's today will ever have a chance to enjoy.
But I do not miss the all spring ride rigs that would beat you to pieces by the end of each day, with brakes that would heat up and fade away after the second time you pressed down the pedal on a steep grade, and the bias ply tires that sent every road imperfection right up your spine. Not to forget the lack of power steering and dampers to minimize the effects of hitting a pothole that would spin the steering wheel right out of your hands. If you were not careful the spokes in the steering wheel would jamb your thumbs, sometimes even break them. And these new walk-in sleepers were a welcome sight as I neared the end of my 50 year career looking back at the day when you had to climb out of the cab to enter the sleeper until somebody came up with the idea of taking out the cab rear window and cut a hole in the sleeper box so you could just crawl into your tiny 28 inch wide bed.
Triplex transmissions were all the rage and are still in use today, but most drivers are not aware that the two other sticks have been replaced by air powered actuators that do the same thing.
Yep, those were the days !
Thank you for your time out there. God bless.
My grandpa father a truck driver for over 30 years a OTR drove all over the USA missed a lot of family time but boy was he the best damn trucker around remember him telling me stories about making bets that he can back up any kind of truck and he did getting my cdl and gonna take him with me over the road with me every chance I get god bless or truckers 🙏🏽💯
i get chills every time i hear this song. this happen to anybody else?
yes sir
you bet it does
Yeah it always gives me a chill because my grandpa new a guy who had to make that same decision only he was on a bridge
Especially the echo at the end. I do not listen to this song when I'm driving at night.
it happens to me also I am also a truck driver
Always thought this would make a great "Twilight Zone" episode. One of my Dad's favorite 45's. Miss him so much.
So true.
J Roc brought me here. “Knowmsayin?”
i grew up on these songs... my mom and dad listened to this, classic country, 50's, and some modern rock... love it...
My darling husband was a old log hauler for over 25 yrs he sure did and still does love it but misses it terribly for he had to give it 2 yrs ago do to his heart but you can tell from a distance how much he misses them old trucks to my sweet darling husband Charlie Brand you are so amazing and I love you dearly
Ella in some way or another This reminded me of what my mother said to my father when he died I know you didn't mean to but thank you for that flood of beautiful memories of my loving father
I see this was posted 5 years ago but if he's still around Ella tell him an old trucker from the N .W .is waving hi .
I stumbled upon this song a few years ago because of my interest in trucking songs! Phantom 309 got my attention instantly. I lost count with how many times I listened to this cool song!
The song makes me sad because Big Joe was a great guy!! I would love to meet someone like Big Joe!!
Hello
Never heard this one before. My rig is named 309. Someone showed me this. The chills are up my spine
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This song was played at my Uncle's Funeral, Obviously he was a trucker. Rest in Peace Uncle John! I miss you
Troy Brink
Yeah i had a frnd his name was john hasselbrink he was a trucker also. He crossed over river jordan to sing wth the angels last yr.40 yr old.
1 like =a pray for Tony brink uncle 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Same I just found this song. My uncle ronnie was a trucker and we had his funeral today
@jaydjudg073 LDS thanks he was a good man.
If i die a trucker, i would have my family keep my truck so they can remember me
My husband was a long haul trucker for 27 yrs same company out of Washington State. He lost his battle with congestive heart failure and respiratory failure on March 7th 2017. He loved his trucker songs
I miss this music and I miss the people that listen to it!!
To all you gear jammers out there, from the son of a trucker, I say thank you for everything. You are the reason this country is still moving.
Thank you from the barbarian .
If ya hear this blasting outside my house, you'll know I'm inside drunk
same here.like tonight. missing my career. cant drive no more. a canook decided i wasnt driving fast enuff in the hammer lane and put me in the ditch,fucked me up in the back bad. i went from 65k a year to 13k a year because of him and our goverment
Right on buddy same here I'm drunk in my garage right now just listened to it 6th time right now
Larry Teubner damn buddy I came back to listen to this song and I didn't realize your comment. God will bless you soon. It's all in his hands and time. And yea I'm drunk but man I feel your pain even though I've never had a job ever but I know
dwes49 Love this Statement!! We will get Drunk together!! Looks like we Like the same Music!! lol
dwes49 FUKIN way she goes :)
I grew up listening to truckin music. Dad was a 20 yr vet. RIP pop, miss you much!
Here in 2023 at 5am 💚💪😎
This song has always given me chills. I really miss songs like these that tell a story, especially ones that hit so close to home. My daddy's a trucker and you best believe whenever I hear about a turned over rig I'm callin' him worried sick 💗
I'm sorry about that❤❤ 3:57
My dad is thankfully still alive gonna turn 80 this year and we are both retired truckdrivers. But these damn songs make me wish i was still behind the wheel sometimes! lolI miss the trucks and driving but dont miss the BS and there gets to be more of that each day in truckin..One old driver trainers said me and him were last of the old time truckdrivers so I'll take that as the highest praise you can get. For all you guys and gals out there and gonna be out there , be safe!!
Not many left which is sad as hell to say. God bless ya
What did he drove when he started
I remember purchasing this song, as 45 RPM record, from the Country Music Store on Selkirk Avenue in Winnipeg back in the mid-1970's. Wow, what a song.
we have 8 tack from this
This song is still amazing. My Dad played it for me when I was a kid. Gives me goosebumps and makes me tear up every time.
Used to watch trucks go by my grandparents house coming from the chicken plant going about 70mph back in ‘79. Just bought my black Pete and thought of this song. Ironically the number on the hood was 309……
Red Sovine was one of a kind. His voice is so sincere, he draws you right in the song.
Nothing scripted just soul and feeling u can feel that story
I'm a younger guy but this one gave me goosebumps, this is amazing.
I too am a young man who got chills from this song
Me too man
Same 28 here great song
@@TheGrant59 aw yeahhhh
Mike Vokal used to drive a phantom 309 as I was with and we always listened to these songs.
Who is here listening in 2019?
Me 👍
Just heard one of ol' Red Sovine's other songs on Willie's Roadhouse XM radio. Had to check it out!
july 2019
Always listen to this now and then...I listen to it when I'm making a long drive at night headed home with my family my daughter loves listening to it with me and another red did called " Daddy's girl". Just listened to it again tonight with my daughter barbequing some chicken and heating up some black beans and toast in the back at night. Thank you Red Sovine for these great story telling songs RIP.. Peace to all in 2019!!...
Have a copy, BREAK 19.
rip big joe ,its been a while since coffee was a dime .
leo retrossi Hey my brother was
a driver.He passed at 3-18-2018
Yep! This song has been around quite awhile.
2.25 at the flying j nowadays
leo retrossi a loooong while. Hahaha
leo retrossi YEA., AT LEAST 50 YRS
my uncle drove a truck for 60 years, and red sovine was what he listend too.
My dad is a trucker and he take me everywhere i will have memories of him when he dies
My dad is a truck driver he told me this When I was 12 it’s been 2 years since I have heard this it makes me cry everytime
My dad has been driving for 22 years
I dearly love this song..from at least 40 years ago...still brings tears to my eyes!!!
As a retired 🇬🇧 Trucker I’ve loved this song for many years. God bless Red Sovine.
I don't even know any truckers, but this has lots of nostalgia to me. It reminds me of going back and forth from Indiana to New York with my grandparents on road trips and seeing all the damn semi trucks on the road. As soon as I saw any of the drivers; I would always motion them to honk their horn. The sound made me so happy. I miss those times with them 😭
this made me cry when i first heard it. still does today. God bless the American trucker.
My dad was a trucker too. And he too loved Red Sovine and it's easy to understand why.
My dad had an experience close to the one described in the song only it wasn't a crossroad. He was driving eastbound on I-40 coming down Black Mtn outside of Asheville during a winter storm (sometime in the late 60s to early 70s) when a car cut in front of him, he swerved right to avoid plowing through the car and took out one of those big interstate signs (the kind that has support post on either side of the interstate). When my dad asked the statetrooper how many he had killed car the trooper told him none, he hadn't hit a car. My dad asked him was he sure? Because he said he knows he hit them, it was a green car. Witnesses verified my dads story including the color of the car. When the trooper re-examined the front right of the truck, there it was. The green transfer of paint as described. However there was no green car in sight. After causing a wreck and almost getting his passengers and my dad killed, the driver had continued on, probably never realizing how close he had come that day to not getting home at all.
So Red Sovine has a lot of meaning to me and this one most of all because my dad could very well have been Big Joe.
Whew! That was a scary story and took place on a dangerous piece of interstate. The four mile grade just outside of Black Mountain was a Hairy ride even in a car back in the 1970's. Saw more than a few 18 wheelers that crashed on that stretch of Interstate as well as running off into the sand traps. Remember one truck that went all the way through the sand trap and flipped all the way over on it's cab and trailer (upside down) at the end of the trap. The four mile grade was no joke! My Dad was a Trucker too.
BLESS JOE I know a joe big joe hmylar
it would be awesome if they made a movie about this song.
Ray Stevens
It would look like a Twilight Zone or Amazing Stories episode.
Someday I'll write a story of a Middle East veteran who, while trying to get from Houston to his home in Chicago on his motorcycle encounters a snowstorm...and a mystery trucker who gets him and his bike through the storm.
They would never do it right....
I think that Hollywood May have.
What we need in, this day and age....
As a kid I always imagined Big Joe was Teddy Bear's Dad.
this song is so sad, but its nice to know that big Joe sacrificed his life to save that group of little kids. I wish that people could be like big Joe.
Don't worry son were still out there . and so is he .
Aaron,
just think of all the military that have given their lives so we can have FEEEDOM
I have been in the trucking business for over 43 years, I was a MARINE first. I'm proud of being a MARINE, and a truck driver
@@bertgrau9246 Thank you for your service Sir .From a brother trucker 45 years strong.
This is the first time I have heard this song. I am 16 and this was a pretty cool song till it got to the end and he talked about how Big Joe gave his life for the kids. It sent chills down my spine and I teared up. So sad.
RIP
Big Joe and Phantom 309
I liked your comment and sentiments on red sovine's song. it is cool and thoughtful but I assure you --although stuff like that probably has happened-- that version of it is just a scary story. chilled me the first time I heard it too. good comment. thanks for sharing.
Paul Hensley it did me too now i have heard it many time's .
Me too buddy, and as Paul says, I'm sure this kinda thing does happen. But truckers are a friendly people despite the scary exterior so you have nothing to fear :)
Hi Dave Nolen- I played this song once for my now-13-year-old granddaughter, and she loves it too! I first heard it, when my Stepdad had a tape of c.d. songs. It was one of my favorites, and I found it on here! I had my Granddaughter come over and listen to it with me. She thought it was pretty eerie like I did! I've played songs of this type for my grandkids often when they were smaller, (she and her 12 year-old brother) because these songs are timeless, and part of Americana! I'm glad to see young people like you and these two grandchildren of mine listen to these sorts of folk songs and appreciate them like we older people do!
CanadianCarReviews listen to teddy bear
Never heard this song until just now. Brought tears to my eyes. I've known many Big rig drivers through the years. And I have yet to meet one who wouldn't give you the shirt of his back if thats what you needed. I'm sure there are many "Big Joe's" that are in Heaven because they would rather die themselves than take the life of another human. Glad to know now they're angels ridin up & down the roads of this world taking care of their brothers & sisters who still do this lonely, hard, but very necessary job! Thanks Big Joe & all of the other nameless angels just doing their job!
That was the way we were raised to be in our lives to look out for your fellow man an all others instead of yourself God bless us mom an dad
my best friend he had been a trucker his whole life and taught me the ropes in early 80s i rember waving at him as he left terminal in his brand new white cabover it was the last time i saw him he was 2 weeks from retirement with over 2 million miles under his belt he was hit headon 5 states away he never came home
I remember this song on radio stations back 1970s my dad favorite song and mind too. My dad was trucker like my uncle and my dad sister husband was kind like Jerry Reed was so funny and time come by vist listen all story's. On road. My dad lots story's even hear it at truck stop back 1984. Lots great memories. Awesome song.
It is sad that they don't make good music anymore like this
they do but it is a closely guarded place were you can find it because of the so called
MAINSTREAM ARTIST
who only want the fast money
You just have to search a lot harder, it still exists though
@@745morning true
It's called rap
@@GS-nb3oq some of it yes
the black 379x at 2;10 is identical to the one my dad and i built in 89 sadly i lost dad in 92 i carried on the life for several yrs till my kids started to not know who i was so i gave it up truckers are the first to give you a ride when needed and buy you a meal when your hungery
They were mostly back then . But everyone should always respect truck drivers because the bring produce, cars and other miscellaneous things to keep other people happy
No joke I've been stabbed by a trucker the knife wasn't a very good meal 😂
Idk how I got here but this song gave me chills.. amazing.
I grew up with Step Father who was a truck driver and I'll never forget this song
I'm a driver,and would turn my wheels in order to save a life.
Then you are a great person!!! The best kind of Trucker and a Great Comment!!! Have a great day!!!
🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛
Thanks, there are still good people in this world, got ur back, I'd do the same!...
God bless you....
Yeah me too, I will never forget losing my trailer one night in dumfries, very near a packed macdonalds, and it clipped the light post and suddenly righted itself, I have never been so sick in all my life. My dad was 3 trucks back from me, he got my coffee flask from the cab and told me " my son you will learn" what a man my dad is. He is very unwell now, and needs our prayers to keep this great man alive. 42 years a hgv driver, my absolute hero.
@@carlelston3940 might
my dad played red's album sooo much . over and over and over, my mom went and hid it from him lol.. dad was not amused . - both are gone now, mom and dad, i wonder if she finally told him where she hid it ? maybe he's driving her crazy with it in heaven ...
"At the wheel sat a big man. He weighed about 210" you can tell this songs old because a person that weighs 210 lb nowadays is considered skinny.
imagine a man that weighs 210 ripped as fuck lol thats a hefty boy.
It's 2021 and 210 is still overweight for most of the people on this planet
@@nomak9576 where u from india??
@@Fufiout Europe
Im 6' 175lbs and I am considered skinny.
Makes my hair stand up every time I listen to this story he was an amazing artist
So sad to see that a lot of our truckers now are foreigners, who do not respect our country, our highways, our citizens on the roads, our truck stops, or our roadsides.
And many of whom barely speak English.
~Daughter of a deceased, big rig daddy.
Don't worry bout that sweetie, we're out there, we're drivin, we're patriotic and respectful. You can find a many of us at most truck stops along the highways.
Cheers to ya!
This is the very first time I'm ever hearing this song. Incredible!!! This gave me chills!!
It's really amazing that we never make music like this anymore.
+Athena Brown same here. Awesome song.
great song huh?
the cool thing about records back then was that vinyl recorded the actual vibration of the sound. digital can never beat that in my opinion.
Athena Brown keep on listening sweet Sugarcane
Tis not the technology. Starting in the 1990s they compressed the digital music to save on storage. Digital compression takes off the highest and lowest frequencies. Most people cant hear the difference but some can. MP3s are the same. Lossless digital compression is superior to anythign since it can never degrade like vinyl or tape and it does not remove any of the music. Also, modern music is just quick selling soundbites from the past.
I listen to this often as my dad was a truck driver with many stories as I grew up. Just want to keep the comments coming so others may find this incredible song/artist. I grew up listening to this kind of music. Take care.
I hear this song and think of my Dad and his "Freight liner" long wheel base 2 stick shifting, my last ride was 1970 the he was going to retire, Miss my dad, the Truck the music.
still get the chills almost every time i hear this song all these years later,drove truck for 25 years as well.
The ending gave me the chills! Fantastic story telling.
:( its a true story
Im only 13, and This has to be my favorite story of all time. I'm listening to this in my bed at 11:30 pm with all the lights off...
And I get straight chills every time.
Yo im 13 to
I know what ya mean, I just did!
29 years old, but I love Red. Who else is listening in covid2020?
Big joe, slammin gears from beyond the grave
Scarf Guy I,have always loved this song.and funny things do happen with the unknown and Iam,living proof.Sincerely,Lisa.Choudary.
ghulam choudary
Scarf Guy that profile picture though
Maybe he’s related to little joe
Scarf Guy
the highest us Jammers need to count is 13... the number of gears we're grabbin. RIP Joe
I listen this song back in 1970s was on radio. And Teddy Bear. Now old classic songs never hear on radio now days.
Had my name in Dave wheeler wits uors
thank god for the internet eh?
This was starting what I like to call "country's forgotten years".
Late 60's- mid 80's. Lots of good songs/groups. Can still hear " toenail pullers"(Hank Sr. Patsy Cline...) sometimes.
Rare to even hear Statlers, Oak Ridge, ... Ant more
Red sovine songs paid great respect to our truck drivers! Known alot of drivers over the year's working on their rigs! Met some great people !! Wouldnt take nothin for the experience!!
I was a trucker for many years I remember hearing that song as a kid but when you are out there it’s a great feeling I miss it sometimes but a wreck stopped me I’m disabled now
first time i ever heard this song i was 6 years old and thought Phantom 309 was the best truck ever....I miss you Dad
Pure Americana! Takes me back to car trips across the country, cb radios, and truckers giving us great advice on the way. Thanks
exactyl, the kinda thing that used to be on the juke in the truck stops along the highway back when Dad would take us on little road trips just because
Takes me back to long rides with uncle in the cab of a big Corbitt, 60 years old, noisy and cold, a pain to drive and more so to steer. On a hill you could pick any gear, she'd pull anything. When uncle died, my cousins CUT HER UP. That was 15 years ago, still haven't forgiven them. He loved that wagon. She was always Ol' Seth's wagon, everywhere we went. The real men knew her a mile off.
@@jonslack7891 that's cold. Kinda like what my mother did to me.
My father was killed in a coal mine cave-in. For years he'd wanted a 3/4 ton pickup. Nothing fancy he just wanted to pull his camper with it. When he died i wanted that truck. I told ma but she said the plates were expired. I told her i'd pay everything but she never seemed to have time to do it.
One night i comes home from afternoon shift and the trucks gone. I called the cops and they said they didn't have a report, that's what I'm doing ya dimwit. So the next morning i call ma to tell her it was stolen. At this point she tells me she sold it.
I know it was just for the money but she didn't really need it. Through the mine pap had an insurance policy that she got it all. She got $114,000 tax free she didn't need the money. This was back in the mid 70's and that was a fair chunk of change.
I didn't mind her selling the camper, even if it was for a lot less than it was worth, but i wanted that truck and she knew it. I never forgave her for that.
I was pissed, i probably didn't speak to her for about 6 months.
People can be totally insensitive sometimes.
@@danielstewart7163 My aunt and my grandmother got rid of all my grandfathers guns without saying a word to me, his only grandson. Brought them to Colt in CT and they were melted down. Left me, a 32 year old man, in tears.
@@mmatthews61687 my father left me a 1949 Ithaca 16 ga model 32 featherlite very accurate for a shotgun. He also left a Winchester 30-30 saddle gun with gold inlay and octagonal barrel, paid over $300 in mid 60's, a Springfield. 222 with 14 power scope, and a 22 Hornet (Stephens i believe). I had the Ithaca checked about 25 years ago and they said due to the low serial number it was worth over $800, the others are worth more. The only one i don't have is is the Hornet. That's because i lent it to my brother and he gave it to his father in law to shoot pigeons with. The 1st pidgeon he shot blew the soffit off his house. It's shoots a bullet about the same size as the 222. They are a collectors item since they're not made anymore. I've informed little bro i want my hornet back.
I actually hid the rest from my mother. I told her i did. One other shotgun that should be mine is a model 32 Ithaca 16 single shot that belonged ro my grandfather.
We were going on our annual family Thanksgiving rabbit hunt and my uncle said he did have any shells for his Remington 12 ga 1100, was a semiautomatic. So dad told him he'd let him use it for the day. When we finished uncle tossed the single shot in his car and left.
About a year later Pap was killed in the mine, when i went to get MY single shot the fucker had already sold it for a bottle of whiskey. I was pissed, shoulda kicked his ass.
It's sad when you can't trust family. If they'd at least give you a heads up so you could make them an offer, but no.
Sadly.a couple years after Pap got killed ma passed from cancer so i kinda had to let that go.
My dad and his dad were both truck drivers, I grew up listening to this and tons of other old country. One of my first cassette tapes was 16 greatest truck driving hits and this is one of the handful of songs on there that I could tell you every word to. I got my first cassette player when I was about 5.
Have loved this story since it first came out, listened to when I was in the Navy and the Army. Listened to it while we were in a combat zone and it was one of my favorites when I drove truck for a short while. Red Sovine had a way with these stories, he could tell them and bring tears to your eyes. I am now a 70y/o lady who is disabled and unable to do the things I once did and I still listen to this when ever it is on or when I drag my LP's out and listen to the old music. It still brings a tear to my eye when ever I hear it. - - - Have a Great Morning and A Better Day Tomorrow. - - - //es//An Avid Outdoors Lady (disabled) and An Explorer of Roads Less Traveled
From a fellow 71-year-old Baby Boomer . . . THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE!!!
I love hearing these songs. my husband and I teamed and then he drove alone. thankfully I have my driver home. so many don't and my prayers go out to them.
I left the truck and put my tools back on. I am lucky my driver made it home.
GOD bless all of you. YOU are the least appreciated of all.
My dad was a Truck driver and whenever I could I always used to go away with him sometimes just for the day sometimes for 2 weeks and every evening without fail he'd play this to me and I felt so happy, the happiest times of my childhood was when I was in his cab, I felt secure and safe. Well that was when I was 7-8-9 and now I'm 25 and me and my dad no longer talk due to stupid family stuff :( but I always come back to this track when I'm feeling low and it's my time when, even though he lives 100 miles away from me and we don't talk, I feel like im right next to him.
Miss you papa :(
Jake I see you posted this 3 years ago I pray you two have mended fences by now ,But if not take this advice from an old trucker do it .It will be the hardest thing you will ever do but the reward will be greater than you can imagine . I know I almost waited to long to do the same with mine .And we never regretted it .A father's love really never dies
I come from a long line of truckers and this song hits our souls rest in piece grandpa
My father was a truck driver. I think I love trucking for this reason. I especially admire American trucks. My dream is to become a truck driver in America someday. Greetings from Turkey.
Hey T.D. I'm an old American truck driver and it was my dream also and I made it come true been at it for 45 years . Dreams are what life is made of so make your dreams come true .you will get out of it what you put into it .good luck
Can't believe I gave up my CDL. I totally miss this shit. Retirement is great, but it stays in your blood forever!!
Terry Sharpe me too.
I gave up mine. First CDL was special Endorsement class B School Bus.
Then went to Class A over the road. Then gave it up because my Kids growing too fast. Gone for a week turns into 3 sad but true.
I am now 55.
When I just turned 51 got stopped by hi way patrol. He came with ticket book in hand.
Looked at my License and said "Oh just had a birthday. Your 51 now. How's it feel?"
I replied "Confusing?"
He asked "Why? 51 not that old?"
I said "I know. But got a question for you..... Last year I was 50. And this year I am 51. Does that make me a 5150?"
He laughed said "No I don't think so. I need to pull this on my sergeant. He turns 51 next week. Get your left brake light fixed and thanks for the laugh. Drive safe."
God bless the American trucker from the dawg
Hang in there Terry..I spent 39 and a half years OTR..And yes I miss it ever since I retired in 2013..I would still be out there today but diabetes made them force me to retire..BUT my heart and soul will forever be behind the wheel of my KW W900 running the west coast..God Bless ya Terry but we must face it..We will forever be truckers..
Terry, I'm 73. Been a truck mechanic, driver and lover of old trucks for over 45 years. recently, decided to let my CDL go because my left eye's vision has gotten to the point that I was worried about checking my mirrors. I would never forgive myself if I killed someone because my poor vision didn't let me see someone in that left mirror. No, I wish I could have kept it. Sure. But I'm still a truck driver at heart. You better believe it.
You got that right I did 30 years over 3 million miles with no at fault accidents was blown over by the wind in 2002 in the canyons of Utah, laid up recovering for years got back on the road in 08 ended my driving 2 years ago body cant take it too messed up but I wish I could addicted to the road and I really miss that 1800-2400 a week
This is a awesome song. Never heard before and I drove a rig. Most truck drivers or great people just making a living.
I listen to this everyday and when I do I cry because my dad is a trucker driver and I pray that what happen to big Joe never happens to my dad and if it ever does I would be listening to listen every single minute I can
Ever ever hear me make a comment I've been driving truck for 52 years I still love Big Joe for them 309
Memories of my late grandad listening to this song. He loved it and often listened to it and teared up. It does exactly the same to me.
Trailer Park Boys brought me here.
Fuckin way she goes
Same lol but a really good song!
+Fedorian Tippinghon Truck driving, passed out, Phantom 309 mafucka!
AaezI
It's the way of the road, bud.
+AaezI its the way of the road
You're responsible for the lives of many people and animals. Thank you for your service. Please continue to truck on, and know someone is thinking of you.
I love all these truckers songs, I respect trucks on the highway when I am driving! Without these people this country would shut down! Was a kid when Truckers went on strike many years ago!
I remember that day was nice to take a day off
this song reminds me of my amazing trucker dad. love u dad
gives me chills and tears every time!
Years ago, when I was a kid, there was a restaurant called Minnie Pearls Fried Chicken. I think. They didn't last all that long, but Daddy liked their chicken. Liked Minnie pearl as well. They had some sort of thing going on where they would give away a record. So we had two of those records. They were just alike, and one of the songs was Phantom 309. I think that was my first favorite song. Maybe along with Silver Threads and Golden Needles. Brings me back a while.
Thanx to ALL of our Truckers for what you do... you keep things rolling.. I am retired now, but have ALL these records ! ! ! (Great Video&Pics
R.I.P.. big Joe we all love you and your blessed rig
will always love this song
Thanks for sharing the video. This song was inspired by a man from right here in Troy, New Hampshire and we have a stone monument in his honor on the town common. It was his last day on the job before retiring.
My Dad drove a train for a small city and went thru other small cities, but I also love hearing stories of truck driver's when I listened to song's. I love all kinds of music, but I know my Dad is driving his Train in the sky.
im 59 now and i still cry for this
MET RED AT TOLTECH TRUCKSTOP IN CASA GRANDE AZ ,HE SAT WITH
US AT A BIG ROUNDTABLE -TRUCKERS ROOM.WE GOT CASSETTES AND
STEAK & EGGS ,ON RED. SEEMED AT NIGHT ,HIS SONGS WERE ON
AND KEPT US ALERT , HE WAS TRUELY ,A TRUCKERS FRIEND
miss the old days ,hell ,I remember when
fuel was 27.9
swampfox432 RAY McKAY Go back futher for me, gas 17.9 (first jimmy was gas), disel @ 12.9, paid no state tax as we paid them as a road use fee.
OIL WAS IN GLASS QUARTS AND PURE GAS WAS 17.9 WING CIGS 10 CENTS
Patricia Herr-Conde I have to ask..What years would these have been??? Wow!
THAT WAS IN OR AROUND 1978 ,IM 75
NOW DROVE 25 YEARS AND WAS A
COUNTRY ARTIST.WHO DID WELL
I get big chills everytime I hear this song.
I remember when Joe saved me just outside Frankfort, Kentucky. Without him me and all the kids would have died (I was driving a schoolbus)
I was a trucker in Britain. Drove 44-ton tankers most of the time. Often listened to stories of Big Joe and Phantom 309. Wanted nothing more than being a truck driver after watching Convoy at the cinema in 1978. I quit when I was only 40. Driving trucks in the U.K. became an absolute nightmare.
Listening to this track and other old favourites has brought a lump to my throat....