mannheim steamroller – convoy lyrics
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 b-mper
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.”
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.
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 sh-r-
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.”
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 gl-ss 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.
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