Mannheim Steamroller - Convoy lyrics

[On the CB] 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." [Chorus] 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! [On the CB] 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." [Chorus] [On the CB] 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 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 screamin' trucks An' eleven long-haired Friends a' Jesus In a chartreuse micra-bus [On the CB] 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." [Chorus] 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 gla** 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