He was a young driver
just out on his second job
And he was carryin' the next day's tasty sauce
For everyone in that music city
Where pasta swims without despair
In Travertine tile clad dining rooms that serve each day
Just about thirty thousand jars
Of alfredo
Yes, just about thirty thousand jars
Of alfredo
The next coming of Arlo Guthrie or Harry Chapin!
We got’n alfredo convoy
ain’t nothing gonna get in our way
we got’n alfredo convoy
spilling ‘cross the USA
CW McCall too.