"Ah Breaker 1-9, this here is Rubber Ducky
You got a copy on me, Pig Pen c'mon?
Ah yeah Pig Pen for sure, for sure
By golly it's clean, clear to Flag Town c'mon
Ah yeah, that's a big 10-4 Pig Pen yeah
We've adjusted, we got the front door good buddy
Looks like we got us a convoy
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth pullin' logs
Cab-over Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
We is headin' for bear on I-one-oh
'Bout a mile outta Shaky Town
I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck
And I'm about to put the hammer down"
'Cause we got a little convoy
Rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a little 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! (Ah, breaker, Pig Pen, this here's the Duck)
(And, you wanna back off them hogs?)
Convoy! (Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so)
Ten, roger, them hogs is gettin' in-tense up here
By the time we got into Tulsa Town
We had 85 trucks in all
But there's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf
And them bears was wall-to-wall
Yeah, them smokies is thick as bugs on a bumper
They even had a bear in the air
I says, "Callin' all trucks, this here's the Duck
We about to go a-huntin' some bear"
'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 (Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?)
Convoy (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 Interstate 44
Like a rocket sled on rails
We tore up all of our swindle sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales
By the time we hit that Chi-town
Them bears was a-gettin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There was armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps
And rigs of every size
Yeah, them chicken coops was full'a bears
And choppers filled the skies
Well, we shot the line and we went for broke
With a thousand screamin' trucks
An' eleven long-haired Friends a' Jesus
In a chartreuse micra-bus
Yeah, 10-4, Sodbuster?
Listen, 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 Jersey shore
And prepared to cross the line
I could see the bridge was lined with bears
But I didn't have a dog-goned dime
I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck
We just ain't a-gonna pay no toll"
So we crashed the gate doing 98
I says, "Let them truckers roll, 10-4"
'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 (Ah, 10-4, Pig Pen, what's your 20?)
Convoy (Omaha? Well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there for sure)
(Well, mercy sakes, good buddy, we gonna back on outta here)
(So keep the bugs off your glass and the bears...)