Convoy

(Yeah, breaker one-nine, this hereÔÇÖs the Rubber Duck, you got a copy

on me Pigpen? CÔÇÖmon.)

(Ah yeah, ten-four Pigpen, for sure, for sure. By golly itÔÇÖs clean clear to

Flagtown. CÔÇÖmon.)

(Yeah, thatÔÇÖs 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

WeÔÇÖs headed for bear on eye-one-oh

About a mile outta Shakeytown

I says ÔÇŁPigpen, this hereÔÇÖs the Rubber Duck

And IÔÇÖm about to put the hammer downÔÇŘ



Coz we got a little convoy rockinÔÇÖ thru the night

Yeah we got a little convoy aint she a beautiful sight

Come on and join our convoy aint nothinÔÇÖ gonna get in our way

We gonna roll this truckinÔÇÖ convoy ÔÇ˙cross the USA

Convoy...



(Ah, breaker, Pigpen this hereÔÇÖs the Duck anÔÇÖ 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 theyÔÇÖs a roadblock up on the cloverleaf

And them bears ÔÇ˙s wall to wall

Yeah them smokeys ÔÇ˙s thick as bugs on a bumper

They even had a bear in the air

I says ÔÇŁCallinÔÇÖ all trucks, this hereÔÇÖs the Duck

We about to go a-huntinÔÇÖ bearÔÇŘ



Coz we got a great big convoy rockinÔÇÖ thru the night

Yeah we got a great big convoy aint she a beautiful sight

Come on and join our convoy aint nothinÔÇÖ gonna get in our way

We gonna roll this truckinÔÇÖ convoy ÔÇ˙cross the USA

Convoy...



(Ah, you want to give me a ten-nine on that Pigpen?)

(Ah, negatory Pigpen, youÔÇÖre still too close. Yeah them hogs is startinÔÇÖ

to close up my sinuses. MercyÔÇÖs sakes 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 ÔÇ˙em sittinÔÇÖ on the scales

By the time we hit that Shi town

Them bears was a-gettin' smart

They bought up some reinforcements

From the Illinois National Guard



ThereÔÇÖs armoured cars and tanks and jeeps

AnÔÇÖ rigs of evÔÇÖry 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 ÔÇ˙s Sodbuster. CÔÇÖmon here?)

(Yeah, ten-four Sodbuster. Listen, ya wanna put that microbus in

behind that suicide jockey?)

(Yeah heÔÇÖs haulinÔÇÖ dynamite and he needs all the help he can get)



Well we laid a strip for the Jersey shore

Prepared to cross the line

I could see the bridge was lined with bears

But I didnÔÇÖt have a doggone dime

I says ÔÇŁPigpen this hereÔÇÖs the Rubber Duck

We just aint gonna pay no tollÔÇŘ

So we crashed the gate doinÔÇÖ ninety-eight

I says ÔÇŁLet them truckers roll, ten-fourÔÇŘ



Coz we got a mighty convoy rockinÔÇÖ thru the night

Yeah we got a mighty convoy aint she a beautiful sight

Come on and join our convoy aint nothinÔÇÖ gonna get in our way

We gonna roll this truckinÔÇÖ convoy ÔÇ˙cross the USA

Convoy...



(Ah, ten-four Pigpen. WhatÔÇÖs your twenty? OMAHA? Well they oughta

know what to do with them hogs out there, for sure. Well mercy sakes

good buddy, we gonna back on outta here, so keep your thumbs off

your glass and the bears off your ......tail. WeÔÇÖll catch you on the

flip-flop. This hereÔÇÖs the Rubber Duck on the side. We gone. ÔÇ˙bye ÔÇ˙bye.)