Convoy - Single Version

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, fer shure, fer shure.
 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 pullin' logs
 Cab-over Pete with a reefer on
 And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
 We is headin' 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
 Rockin' through the night.
 Yeah, we got a little 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 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 gettin' 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, "Callin' all trucks, this here's the Duck.
 "We about to go a-huntin' bear."
 'Cause we got a great big convoy
 Rockin' through 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
 '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 startin' 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 settin' on the scales.
 By the time we hit that Chi-town,
 Them bears was a-gettin' smart:
 They'd brought up some reinforcements
 From the Illinoise 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 screamin' trucks
 An' eleven long-haired Friends a' Jesus
 In a chartreuse micra-bus.
 Ah, Rubber Duck to Sodbuster, come over. Yeah, 10-4, Sodbuster? Lissen,
 you wanna put that micra-bus 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 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
 Rockin' through 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
 '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 fer shure. 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,'bye.