(Chip Davis, C. W. McCall, Bill Fries)
Uh, breaker one-nine, this here`s the Rubber Duck
You got a copy on me Pig-Pen?
C`mon uh, yeah 10-4 Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly it`s clean clear to Flag-Town,
C`mon uh, yeah, that`s a big 10-4 Pig-Pen
Yeah, we definitely got us 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
Cabover Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin` hogs
We `as headin` fer bear on I-One-Oh
`Bout a mile outta Shaky-Town.
I sez Pig-Pen, this here`s the Rubber Duck
An` I`m about to put the hammer on down
`Cause we gotta little ol` convoy
Rockin` through the night
Yeah, we gotta little ol` convoy
Ain`t she a beautiful sight?
Come on an` join our convoy
Ain`t nothin` gonna git in our way
We`re gonna roll this truckin` convoy
Cross the U.S.A.
Convoy, convoy
Uh, breaker Pig-Pen this here`s The Duck
Uh, you wanna back off them hogs 10-4 `bout five mile or so
10-roger Them hogs is gittin` in-tense up here
By the time we got into Tulsa-Town
We had eighty-five trucks in all
But they`s a road block up on the clover leaf
An` them bears `as wall to wall
Yeah them smokies `as thick as bugs on a bumper
They even had a bear-in-the-air.
I sez callin` all trucks, this here`s The Duck
We about to go a huntin` bear
`Cause we gotta great big convoy
Rockin` through the night
Yeah, we gotta great big convoy
Ain`t she a beautiful sight?
Come on an` join our convoy
Ain`t nothin` gonna git in our way
We`re gonna roll this truckin` convoy
Cross the U.S.A.
Convoy, convoy
Uh, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that Pig-Pen?
Uh, negatory Pig-Pen, yer still too close
Yeah, them hogs is startin` close up my sinuses
Mercy sakes, you better back off another ten
Well, we rolled up interstate fourty-four
Like a rocket sled on rails
We tore up all a our swindle sheets
An` left `em settin` on the scales
By the time we hit that Chi-Town.
Them bears was a gittin` smart
They`d brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There `as armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps
An` rigs of every size
Yeah, them chicken coops `as full a bears
An` choppers filled the skies.
Well, we shot the line, an` we went for broke
With a thousand screamin` trucks
And eleven long-haired friends of Jesus
In a chartreusse microbus
Hey, Sod Buster, listen
You wanna put that microbus in behind the suicide jockey?
Yeah, he`s haulin dynamite
He needs all the help he can git.
Well, we laid a strip fer the Jersey Shore
An` prepared to cross the line
I could see the bridge `as lined with bears
But I didn`t have a doggone dime
I sez Pig-Pen, this here`s the Rubber Duck
We just ain`t a gonna pay no toll
So we crashed the gate doin` ninety-eight.
I sez, let them truckers roll, 10-4
`Cause we gotta mighty convoy
Rockin` through the night
Yeah, we gotta mighty convoy
Ain`t she a beautiful sight?
Come on an` join our convoy
Ain`t nothin` gonna git in our way
We`re gonna roll this truckin` convoy cross the USA.
Convoy, convoy
Uh, 10-4 Pig-Pen, what`s yer 20? Omaha?
Well, they oughta know what to do
With them hogs out there fer sure
Well mercy sakes alive good buddy
We gonna back on outta here
So keep the bugs off yer glass
An` the bears off yer tail
We gonna catch ya on the flip-flop
This here`s the Rubber Duck on the side
We gone Bye, Bye...
