[CB Radio Chatter]

Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck

You gotta copy on me, Love Machine?

Ah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer shure, fer shure

By golly, it's 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]

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

[Chorus]

'Cause we got a little ol' convoy

Rockin' through the night

Yeah, we got a little ol' 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!

[CB Radio Chatter]

Ah, breaker, Pig Pen, this here's the Duck

Again, and ah you wanna back off on them go-go girls?

10, roger, 'bout five mile or so

Yeah, them hogs is gettin' in-tense up here

[Verse 2]

New Mexico, on I-four-oh

Like a Texas lizard on glass

One thousand pedals was mashin' the metal

Them bears was a-walkin' 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

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!

Yeah

[CB Radio Chatter]

Ah, now here's the plan, Pig Pen

When we get to the pass

We're 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

There's choppers and rigs full'a guns an' pigs

They's wall-to-wall 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, c'mon there

Say, listen, Big Nasty

We sure are glad you was along on this here run ta kick ass

Dontcha know?

Ah, 10-4, I know you can't 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

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!

[CB Radio Chatter]

Ah, 10-4

Pig Pen, what's your twenty?

Omaha?

Well they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer shure

Well, listen, good buddy

Keep the bugs off'n your glass and the bears off'n your ass

We'll catch you on the flip-flop

This here's the Rubber Duck on the side

Southbound an' down

We gone, bye bye