Paul Brandt - Convoy Lyrics
(Yeah, breaker one-nine, this heres the Rubber Duck, you got a copyon me Pigpen? Cmon.)(Ah yeah, ten-four Pigpen, for sure, for sure. By golly its clean clear toFlagtown. Cmon.)(Yeah, thats a big ten-four there Pigpen. Yeah, we definitely got thefront door good buddy. Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us aconvoy)It was the dark of the moon on the sixth of JuneIn a Kenworth pullin logsCab over Pete with a reefer onAnd a Jimmy haulin hogsWes headed for bear on eye-one-ohAbout a mile outta ShakeytownI says Pigpen, this heres the Rubber DuckAnd Im about to put the hammer downCoz we got a little convoy rockin thru the nightYeah we got a little convoy aint she a beautiful sightCome on and join our convoy aint nothin gonna get in our wayWe gonna roll this truckin convoy cross the USAConvoy...(Ah, breaker, Pigpen this heres the Duck an you wanna back off onthem 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 allBut theys a roadblock up on the cloverleafAnd them bears s wall to wallYeah them smokeys s thick as bugs on a bumperThey even had a bear in the airI says Callin all trucks, this heres the DuckWe about to go a-huntin bearCoz we got a great big convoy rockin thru the nightYeah we got a great big convoy aint she a beautiful sightCome on and join our convoy aint nothin gonna get in our wayWe gonna roll this truckin convoy cross the USAConvoy...(Ah, you want to give me a ten-nine on that Pigpen?)(Ah, negatory Pigpen, youre still too close. Yeah them hogs is startinto close up my sinuses. Mercys sakes you better back off another ten)Well we rolled up Interstate Forty-FourLike a rocket sled on railsWe tore up all of our swindle sheetsAnd left em sittin on the scalesBy the time we hit that Shi townThem bears was a-gettin' smartThey bought up some reinforcementsFrom the Illinois National GuardTheres armoured cars and tanks and jeepsAn rigs of evry sizeYeah them chicken coops was full of bearsAnd choppers filled the skiesWell we shot the lineWe went for brokeWith a thousand screaming trucksAnd eleven longhaired friends of JesusIn a chartreuse microbus(Ah, Rubber Duck, this s Sodbuster. Cmon here?)(Yeah, ten-four Sodbuster. Listen, ya wanna put that microbus inbehind that suicide jockey?)(Yeah hes haulin dynamite and he needs all the help he can get)Well we laid a strip for the Jersey shorePrepared to cross the lineI could see the bridge was lined with bearsBut I didnt have a doggone dimeI says Pigpen this heres the Rubber DuckWe just aint gonna pay no tollSo we crashed the gate doin ninety-eightI says Let them truckers roll, ten-fourCoz we got a mighty convoy rockin thru the nightYeah we got a mighty convoy aint she a beautiful sightCome on and join our convoy aint nothin gonna get in our wayWe gonna roll this truckin convoy cross the USAConvoy...(Ah, ten-four Pigpen. Whats your twenty? OMAHA? Well they oughtaknow what to do with them hogs out there, for sure. Well mercy sakesgood buddy, we gonna back on outta here, so keep your thumbs offyour glass and the bears off your ......tail. Well catch you on theflip-flop. This heres the Rubber Duck on the side. We gone. bye bye.)
