(Yeah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck, You got a copy on me Pigpen? C'mon.) (Ah yeah, ten-four Pigpen, for sure, for sure. By golly it's clean clear to Flagtown. C'mon.) (Yeah, that's a big ten-four there Pigpen. Yeah, we definitely got the front door good buddy. Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy)
It was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June In a Kenworth pullin' logs Cab over Pete with a reefer on And a Jimmy haulin' hogs We's headed for bear on I-10 About a mile outta Shaky Town I says "Pigpen, this here's the Rubber Duck And I'm about to put the hammer on down"
Coz we got a little convoy rockin' thru the night Yeah we got a little ol' convoy ain't she a beautiful sight Come on and join our convoy ain't nothin' gonna get in our way We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the USA Convoy
(Ah, breaker, Pigpen this here's the Duck and you wanna back off on them hogs?) (Ah, ten-four, about five mile or so) (Ten roger, them hogs is gettin' IN-tense up here)
By the time we got into Tulsa town we had 85 trucks in all But there's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf And them bears's wall to wall Yeah them smokeys 's thick as bugs on a bumper They even had a bear in the air I says Callin' all trucks, this here's the Duck We about to go a-huntin' bear
Coz we got a great big convoy rockin' thru the night Yeah we got a great big convoy ain't she a beautiful sight Come on and join our convoy ain't nothin' gonna get in our way We gonna roll this truckin' convoy across the USA Convoy
(Ah, you want to give me a ten-nine on that Pigpen?) (Ah, negatory Pigpen, you're still too close. Yeah them hogs is startin' to close up my sinuses. Mercy sake's you better back off another ten)
Well we rolled up Interstate Forty-Four Like a rocket sled on rails We tore up all of our swindle sheets And left 'em sittin' on the scales By the time we hit that Shi town Them bears was a-gettin' smart They brought up some reinforcements From the Illinois National Guard
There's armored cars and tanks and jeeps And rigs of every size Yeah them chicken coops was full of bears And choppers filled the skies Well we shot the line We went for broke With a thousand screaming trucks And eleven longhaired friends of Jesus In a chartreuse microbus
(Ah, Rubber Duck, this is Sodbuster. C'mon here?) (Yeah, ten-four Sodbuster. Listen, ya wanna put that microbus in behind that suicide jockey?) (Yeah he's haulin' dynamite and he needs all the help he can get)
Well we laid a strip for the Jersey shore And prepared to cross the line I could see the bridge was lined with bears But I didn't have a doggone dime I says Pigpen this here's the Rubber Duck We just ain't gonna pay no toll So we crashed the gate doin' ninety-eight I says, let them truckers roll, ten-four
Coz we got a mighty convoy rockin' thru the night Yeah we got a mighty convoy ain't she a beautiful sight Come on and join our convoy ain't nothin' gonna get in our way We gonna roll this truckin' convoy across the USA Convoy, convoy, convoy
(Ah, ten-four Pigpen. What's your twenty? OMAHA? Well they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there, for sure. Well mercy sake's good buddy, we gonna back on outta here, So keep your thumbs off your glass and the bears off your... tail. We'll catch you on the flip-flop. This here's the Rubber Duck on the side. We gone. bye bye.)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
