Ah, breaker one-nine, this here’s the rubber duck. you gotta copy on me, pig pen, c’mon? ah, yeah, 10-4, pig pen, fer shure, fer shure. by golly, it’s clean clear to flag town, c’mon. yeah, that
Big 10-4 there, pig pen, yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy. mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy...
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of june
In a kenworth pullin’ logs
Cab-over pete with a reefer on
And a jimmy haulin’ hogs
We is headin’ for bear on i-one-oh
‘bout a mile outta shaky town
I says, pig pen, this here’s the rubber duck.
And I’m about to put the hammer down.
‘cause we got a little convoy
Rockin’ through the night.
Yeah, we got a little convoy,
Ain’t she a beautiful sight?
Come on and join our convoy
Ain’t nothin’ gonna get in our way.
We gonna roll this truckin’ convoy
‘cross the u-s-a.
Convoy!
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
He's ten on the floor, stroke an' bore
Seatcover's startin' ta gain
Now beaver, you a-truckin' with the Rubber Duck
An' I'm about ta pull the plug on your drain
