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 Flag Town, c'mon. Yeah, 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 Kenworth pullin'
Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy hogs
We is headin' for bear on
'Bout a mile outta Town
I says, "Pig Pen, this the Rubber Duck.
"And I'm about to put the down."

'Cause we got a little
Rockin' the night.
Yeah, we got a convoy,
she a beautiful sight?
Come on and our convoy
Ain't nothin' get in our way.
We gonna 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 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 they's a up on the cloverleaf,
And them 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, this the Duck.
"We about to go bear."

'Cause we got a great big
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 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 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 left 'em on the scales.
By the time we hit Chi-town,
Them was a-gettin' smart:
They'd brought up reinforcements
the Illinois National Guard.
There's cars, and tanks, and jeeps,
And of ev'ry size.
Yeah, them chicken coops was bears
And filled the skies.
Well, we the line and we went for broke
With a thousand screamin'
An' long-haired Friends a' Jesus
In a micra-bus.

[On the CB]
Ah, Rubber Duck to Sodbuster, come over. Yeah, 10-4, Sodbuster? Lissen, you 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 a strip for the Jersey shore
And prepared to the line
I see the bridge was lined with bears
But I didn't have a dime.
I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Duck.
"We ain't a-gonna pay no toll."
So we crashed the gate doing
I says "Let them roll, 10-4."

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

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