Luyện nghe bài hát Convoy

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

[On the CB]
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 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 on the sixth of June
In a pullin' logs
Pete with a reefer on
And a haulin' hogs
We is headin' for on I-one-oh
'Bout a mile outta Shaky
I says, "Pig Pen, here's the Rubber 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?
Come on and our convoy
Ain't gonna get in our way.
We roll this truckin' convoy
the U-S-A.
Convoy!

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

By the time we got into Town,
We had trucks in all.
But they's a up on the cloverleaf,
And bears was wall-to-wall.
Yeah, them smokies is as bugs on a bumper;
They even had a in the air!
I says, "Callin' all trucks, this the Duck.
"We to go a-huntin' bear."

'Cause we got a big convoy
through the night.
Yeah, we got a big convoy,
she a beautiful sight?
Come on and join our
nothin' gonna get in our way.
We roll this truckin' convoy
the U-S-A.
Convoy!

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

Well, we up Interstate 44
Like a rocket on rails.
We up all of our swindle sheets,
And 'em settin' on the scales.
By the we hit that Chi-town,
Them was a-gettin' smart:
brought up some reinforcements
From the National Guard.
armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps,
And of ev'ry size.
Yeah, them chicken coops was full'a
And choppers the skies.
Well, we shot the line and we went for
With a screamin' trucks
An' eleven long-haired a' Jesus
In a micra-bus.

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

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

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

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