| Uh, breaker one-nine, this here’s the Rubber Duck
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| You got a copy on me Pigpen? |
| C’mon
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| Ah yeah, ten-four Pigpen, for sure, for sure
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| By golly it’s clean clear to Flagtown. |
| C’mon
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| Yeah, that’s a big ten-four there Pigpen
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| Yeah, we definitely got the front door good buddy
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| Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy
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| Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
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| In a Kenworth pullin' logs
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| Cabover Pete with a reefer on
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| And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
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| We’s headed for bear on I-10
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| About a mile outta Shaky Town
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| I says «Pigpen, this here’s the Rubber Duck
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| And I’m about to put the hammer on down»
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| 'Cause we got a little ol' convoy rockin' thru the night
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| Yeah we got a little ol' convoy ain’t she a beautiful sight
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| Come on and join our convoy ain’t nothin' gonna get in our way
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| We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the USA
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| Convoy
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| Ah, breaker Pigpen this here’s the Duck and you wanna back off on them hogs?
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| Ah, ten-four, about five mile or so
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| Ten roger, them hogs is gettin' IN-tense up here
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| By the time we got into Tulsa town we had 85 trucks in all
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| But there’s a roadblock up on the cloverleaf
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| And them bears is wall to wall
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| Yeah them smokeys 's thick as bugs on a bumper
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| They even had a bear in the air
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| I says callin' all trucks, this here’s the Duck
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| We about to go a-huntin' bear
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| 'Cause we got a great big convoy rockin' thru the night
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| Yeah we got a great big convoy ain’t she a beautiful sight
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| Come on and join our convoy ain’t nothin' gonna get in our way
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| We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the USA
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| Convoy
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| Ah, you want to give me a ten-nine on that Pigpen?
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| Ah, negatory Pigpen, you’re still too close
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| Yeah them hogs is startin' to close up my sinuses
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| Mercy sake’s you better back off another ten
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| Well we rolled up Interstate 44
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| Like a rocket sled on rails
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| We tore up all of our swindle sheets
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| And left 'em sittin' on the scales
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| By the time we hit that Shi town
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| Them bears was a-gettin' smart
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| They brought up some reinforcements
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| From the Illinois National Guard
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| There’s armored cars and tanks and jeeps
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| And rigs of every size
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| Yeah the chicken coops was full of bears
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| And choppers filled the skies
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| Well we shot the line
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| And went for broke
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| With a thousand screaming trucks
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| And eleven longhaired friends of Jesus
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| In a chartreuse microbus
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| Ah, Sodbuster, this here’s the Duck, c’mon here, ten-four
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| Hey Sodbuster listen, you wanna put that microbus in behind that suicide jockey?
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| Yeah he’s haulin' dynamite, he needs all the help he can get
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| Well we laid a strip for the Jersey shore
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| And prepared to cross the line
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| I could see the bridge was lined with bears
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| But I didn’t have a doggone dime
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| I says Pigpen this here’s the Rubber Duck
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| We just ain’t gonna pay no toll
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| So we crashed the gate doin' ninety-eight
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| I says, let them truckers roll, ten-four
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| 'Cause we got a mighty convoy rockin' thru the night (rockin' through the night)
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| Yeah we got a mighty convoy ain’t she a beautiful sight (oooh)
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| Come on and join our convoy ain’t nothin' gonna get in our way
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| We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the USA
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| Convoy (convoy)
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| Convoy (convoy)
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| Ah, ten-four Pigpen. |
| What’s your twenty? |
| OMAHA?
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| Well they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there, for sure
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| Well mercy sake’s alive good buddy, we gonna back on outta here
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| So keep your bugs off your glass and the bears off your… tail
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| We’ll catch you on the flip-flop
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| This here’s the Rubber Duck on the side, we gone, bye bye |