[CB Radio Chatter] Ah, breaker onenine, this heres the Rubber Duck You gotta copy on me, Love Machine? Ah, 104, Pig Pen, fer shure, fer shure By golly, its clean clear to Taco Town Yeah, we definitely got us the front door, good buddy Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy [Verse 1] Film reel Arizona, noon, on the seventh of June When they highballed over the pass Bulldog Mack with a can on back And a Jaguar haulin ass Hes ten on the floor, stroke an bore Seatcovers startin ta gain Now beaver, you atruckin with the Rubber Duck An Im about ta pull the plug on your drain [Chorus] Cause we got a little ol convoy Rockin through the night Yeah, we got a little ol convoy Aint she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Aint nothin gonna get in our way We gonna roll this truckin convoy Cross the USA Convoy! [CB Radio Chatter] Ah, breaker, Pig Pen, this heres the Duck Again, and ah you wanna back off on them gogo girls? 10, roger, bout five mile or so Yeah, them hogs is gettin intense up here [Verse 2] New Mexico, on Ifouroh Like a Texas lizard on glass One thousand pedals was mashin the metal Them bears was awalkin the grass We trucked all day and we trucked all night Big Benny improvin our style We could tell by the smell We was headin for Hell And the Devil was Dirty Lyle [Chorus] Cause we got a great big convoy Rockin through the night Yeah, we got a great big convoy Aint she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Aint nothin gonna get in our way We gonna roll this truckin convoy Cross the USA Convoy! Yeah [CB Radio Chatter] Ah, now heres the plan, Pig Pen When we get to the pass Were gonna put on our fish costumes Pass out the Vaseline an an extra ration a rum for the men That should do it [Verse 3] Now Lyle was a creep He was tacky and cheap But he had him a badge an a gun He hated the Duck and he hated his truck And he loved to bust truckers for fun So he followed the line And he bided his time And he watched for his chance to strike Then he picked on a trucker Yeah, a wiry ol sucker Yeah, the trucker they call Spider Mike But the great Rubber Duck Sorta run outta luck When he crossed that final bridge Theres choppers and rigs fulla guns an pigs Theys walltowall on the ridge He showed no fear as he grabbed his gear An he stuck it in grandaddy low Them guns went boom An his ass went zoom An the Mack took a terminal blow [CB Radio Chatter] Ah, how bout ya, Big Nasty, cmon there Say, listen, Big Nasty We sure are glad you was along on this here run ta kick ass Dontcha know? Ah, 104, I know you cant say kick ass on the CB, back [Verse 4] Well, that big black Mack stopped dead in her tracks When the trailer blew high in the air There was pieces of truck and some pieces of Duck And junk and debris everywhere Then the rig took a drink an commenced to sink And there was no Duck no more But that evil smile from Dirty ol Lyle Shone south from the north Texas shore [Chorus] Cause we got a mighty convoy Rockin through the night Yeah, we got a mighty convoy Aint she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Aint nothin gonna get in our way We gonna roll this truckin convoy Cross the USA Convoy! [CB Radio Chatter] Ah, 104 Pig Pen, whats your twenty? Omaha? Well they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer shure Well, listen, good buddy Keep the bugs offn your glass and the bears offn your ass Well catch you on the flipflop This heres the Rubber Duck on the side Southbound an down We gone, bye bye
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