Testo Convoy - Comedy Craze
Testo della canzone Convoy (Comedy Craze), tratta dall'album 50 Best of Novelty Songs
Yeah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
Do you gotta copy on me, Pig Pen? C'mon
Ah, yeah, ten-four, Pig Pen, for sure, for sure, by golly
It's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon
Yeah, it's a big ten-four there, Pig Pen
Yeah, we definitely got us a front door, good buddy
Mercy sakes, looks like we got us a convoy
It was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth pullin' logs
A cab-over Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
We was headin' for bear on I-one-oh
'Bout a mile outta Shaky Town
I said, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck
And I'm about to put the hammer down"
You got a breaker, Pig Pen? This here's the Duck
And, uh, you wanna back off them hogs?
Yeah, ten-four roger are 'bout five mile or so
Ten, roger
Them hogs is gettin' intense up here
By the time we got into Tulsa Town
We had 85 trucks in all
But there's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf
And them bears was wall to wall
Yeah, them smokies was thick as bugs on a bumper
They even had a bear in the air
I said, "Callin' all trucks, this here's the Duck
We about to go huntin' bear"
Hey, you wanna give me a ten-nine 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 was armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps
And rigs of every size
Yeah, them chicken coops was full of bears
Choppers filled the skies
Well, we shot the line and we went for broke
With a thousand screamin' trucks
And 11 long-haired friends of Jesus
In a chartreuse micro-bus
Ah, yeah, Rubber Duck, this is Sodbuster
Uh, come on, Sodbuster
Listen, you wanna put that micro-bus in behind that suicide jockey?
Yeah, he's, he's haulin' dynamite, 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 said, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck
We just ain't gonna pay no toll"
So we crashed the gate doing 98
I said, "Let them truckers roll, ten-four"
Now that's a ten-four, Pig Pen, what's your 20?
Omaha? There they are
They got them hogs out for sure
Well, mercy sakes, good buddy, we gon' back on outta here
Keep the bugs off your glass and the bears off your tail
We'll catch you on the flip-side
This here's the Rubber Duck on the side
We gone, bye-bye
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Writer(s): Chip Davis, William Fries
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