Luyện nghe bài hát Convoy

(C.W. McCall, B. Fries, C. Davis)

[On the CB]
Ah, breaker one-nine, this 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's a 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
In a Kenworth logs
Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy hogs
We is headin' for on I-one-oh
'Bout a mile Shaky Town
I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Duck.
"And I'm about to put the down."

'Cause we got a little
through the night.
Yeah, we got a convoy,
Ain't she a sight?
on and join our convoy
Ain't nothin' get in our way.
We gonna roll this truckin'
the U-S-A.
Convoy!

[On the CB]
Ah, breaker, Pig Pen, this here's the Duck. And, you back off them hogs? Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so. Ten, roger. Them hogs is gettin' in-tense up here.

By the time we got Tulsa Town,
We had eighty-five in all.
But a roadblock up on the cloverleaf,
And bears was wall-to-wall.
Yeah, them is thick as bugs on a bumper;
They even had a in the air!
I says, "Callin' all trucks, here's the Duck.
"We about to go bear."

'Cause we got a great big
through the night.
Yeah, we got a big convoy,
Ain't she a sight?
on and join our convoy
Ain't nothin' get in our way.
We gonna roll truckin' convoy
the U-S-A.
Convoy!

[On the CB]
Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen? Negatory, Pig Pen; you're still too close. Yeah, them hogs is startin' to close up my sinuses. Mercy sakes, you back off another ten.

Well, we rolled up 44
Like a sled on rails.
We up all of our swindle sheets,
And 'em settin' on the scales.
By the time we hit Chi-town,
bears was a-gettin' smart:
They'd up some reinforcements
the Illinois National Guard.
There's cars, and tanks, and jeeps,
And rigs of size.
Yeah, chicken coops was full'a bears
And filled the skies.
Well, we shot the line and we went for
With a thousand trucks
An' long-haired Friends a' Jesus
In a micra-bus.

[On the CB]
Ah, Rubber to Sodbuster, come over. Yeah, 10-4, Sodbuster? Lissen, you wanna put that micra-bus in behind that suicide jockey? Yeah, he's haulin' dynamite, and he needs all the help he can get.

Well, we laid a strip for the shore
And prepared to the line
I could see the bridge was lined with
But I have a dog-goned dime.
I says, "Pig Pen, here's the Rubber Duck.
"We ain't a-gonna pay no toll."
So we the gate doing ninety-eight
I says "Let them roll, 10-4."

'Cause we got a convoy
Rockin' the night.
Yeah, we got a convoy,
Ain't she a sight?
on and join our convoy
Ain't nothin' get in our way.
We roll this truckin' convoy
the U-S-A.

Convoy! Ah, 10-4, Pig Pen, what's your
Convoy! OMAHA? Well, they oughta what to do with them hogs out there fer shure. Well, mercy
Convoy! sakes, good buddy, we gonna on outta here, so keep the bugs off your glass and the bears off your...
Convoy! tail. We'll catch you on the flip-flop. This here's the Duck on the side.
Convoy! We gone. 'Bye,'bye.