Luyện nghe bài hát Convoy

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

[On the CB]
Ah, breaker one-nine, 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'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 pullin'
Cab-over Pete with a on
And a Jimmy haulin'
We is headin' for bear on
'Bout a outta Shaky Town
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 join our
nothin' gonna get in our way.
We gonna roll 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 mile or so. Ten, roger. Them hogs is gettin' in-tense up here.

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

'Cause we got a big convoy
through the night.
Yeah, we got a big 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, 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 rolled up 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,
bears was a-gettin' smart:
They'd brought up reinforcements
From the National Guard.
armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps,
And rigs of size.
Yeah, chicken coops was full'a bears
And choppers 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 wanna put that micra-bus in behind that suicide jockey? Yeah, he's haulin' dynamite, and he all the help he can get.

Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey
And prepared to the line
I could see the bridge was lined bears
But I didn't a dog-goned dime.
I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the 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 beautiful
on and join our convoy
Ain't gonna get in our way.
We gonna this truckin' convoy
the U-S-A.

Convoy! Ah, 10-4, Pig Pen, your twenty?
Convoy! Well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer shure. Well, mercy
Convoy! sakes, good buddy, we back 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. here's the Rubber Duck on the side.
Convoy! We gone. 'Bye,'bye.