Was the Adark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a GKenworth pullin' logs
DCab-over Pete with a reefer on
And a AJimmy haulin' hogs
We is headin' for bear on I-one-oh
'Bout a Gmile outta Shaky Town
I says, DPig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck.
"And I'm Aabout to put the hammer down."
Cause Fwe got a little Cconvoy
GRockin' through the Cnight.
Yeah, Fwe got a little Cconvoy,
GAin't she a beautiful Esight?
FCome on and join our Cconvoy
Ain't Gnothin' gonna get in our Cway.
We gonna Froll this truckin' Cconvoy
GCross the U-S-EA.
AConvoy!
By the Atime we got into Tulsa Town,
We had Geighty-five trucks in all.
But they's a Droadblock up on the cloverleaf,
And them Abears was wall-to-wall.
Yeah, them smokies is thick as bugs on a bumper;
They Geven had a bear in the air!
I says, DCallin' all trucks, this here's the Duck.
AWe about to go a-huntin' bear.
Cause Fwe got a little Cconvoy
GRockin' through the Cnight.
Yeah, Fwe got a little Cconvoy,
GAin't she a beautiful Esight?
FCome on and join our Cconvoy
Ain't Gnothin' gonna get in our Cway.
We gonna Froll this truckin' Cconvoy
GCross the USEA.
AConvoy!
Well, we Arolled up Interstate 44
Like a Grocket sled on rails.
We Dtore up all of our swindle sheets,
And left 'em Asettin' on the scales.
By the time we hit that shire-town,
Them Gbears was a-gettin' smart:
They'd
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Convoy!
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.