Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, for sure, for sure By golly, it's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon Yeah, that's a big 10-4 there, Pig Pen, yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy...
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June In a Kenworth pulling logs Cab-over Pete with a reefer on And a Jimmy hauling hogs We is heading for bear on I-one-oh 'Bout a mile outta Shaky Town I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck "And I'm about to put the hammer down."
Cause we got a little convoy Rocking through the night Yeah, we got a little convoy Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Ain't nothing gonna get in our way We gonna roll this trucking convoy 'Cross the U-S-A Convoy!
Ah, breaker, Pig Pen, this here's the Duck. And, you wanna back off them hogs? Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so. Ten, roger. Them hogs is getting in-tense up here
By the time we got into Tulsa Town We had eighty-five trucks in all But they's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf And them bears was wall-to-wall Yeah, them smokies is thick as bugs on a bumper; They even had a bear in the air! I says, "Calling all trucks, this here's the Duck "We about to go a-hunting bear."
Cause we got a great big convoy Rocking through the night Yeah, we got a great big convoy Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Ain't nothing gonna get in our way We gonna roll this trucking convoy 'Cross the U-S-A Convoy!
Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen? Negatory, Pig Pen; you're still too close Yeah, them hogs is starting to close up my sinuses. Mercy sakes, you better back off another ten
Well, we rolled up Interstate 44 Like a rocket sled on rails We tore up all of our swindle sheets And left 'em setting on the scales By the time we hit that Chi-town Them bears was a-getting smart: They'd brought up some reinforcements From the Illinois National Guard There's armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps And rigs of ev'ry size Yeah, them chicken coops was full'a bears And choppers filled the skies Well, we shot the line and we went for broke With a thousand screaming trucks An' eleven long-haired Friends a' Jesus In a chartreuse micra-bus
Ah, Rubber Duck to Sodbuster, come over. Yeah, 10-4, Sodbuster? Listen You wanna put that micro-bus in behind that suicide jockey? Yeah, he's Hauling 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 dog-goned dime I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck "We just ain't a-gonna pay no toll." So we crashed the gate doing ninety-eight I says "Let them truckers roll, 10-4."
Cause we got a mighty convoy Rocking' through the night Yeah, we got a mighty convoy Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Ain't nothing' gonna get in our way We gonna roll this trucking' convoy 'Cross the U-S-A
Convoy! Ah, 10-4, Pig Pen, what's your twenty? Convoy! OMAHA? Well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there for sure. Well, mercy Convoy! sakes, good buddy, we gonna back on outta here, so keep the bugs off your glass and the bears off your... Convoy! tail. We'll catch you on the flip-flop. This here's the Rubber Duck on the side Convoy! We gone. 'Bye,'byeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
