Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey shore, Prepared to cross the line.
I could see the bridge was lined with bears, But I didn’t have a doggoned dime.
I says, “Pigpen, this here’s the Rubber Duck – We just ain’t a-gonna pay no toll!”
So we crashed the gate doing ninety-eight, I says “Let them truckers roll.” (10-4)
Convoy – Bill Fries (real name of C.W. McCall)
-“BB”-
Ten four, Back door
Put the pedal to the metal
Whatcha waiting for
If that old white can’t stay in sight
Gonna leave you here and say no more
How 'bout it
One foot on the brake and one on the gas, hey
Well, there’s too much traffic, I can’t pass, no
So I tried my best illegal move
A big black and white come and crushed my groove again
Go on and write me up for 125
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can’t drive 55
Cop’s on the corner, look he’s starting to write
Well, I don’t need no ticket, so I screamed, “Outta sight”
Drove so fast that my eyes can’t see
Look in the mirror, is he still following me?
Let it roll down the highway
Let it roll down the highway
Roll, roll
Nobody gonna take my car
I’m gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It’s gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it’s a killing machine
It’s got everything
Like a driving power big fat tyres
And everything
My pappy said, “Son, you’re gonna’ drive me to drinkin’
If you don’t stop drivin’ that Hot Rod Lincoln.”
Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod
Race
When Fords and Lincolns was settin’ the pace.
That story is true,
I’m here to say
I was drivin’ that Model A.
Road Runner
That coyote’s after you
Road Runner
If he catches you, you’re through
I’m a road runner,
You might look at me
And I’ll be gone
Well you can love me if you wanna
But I do declare
When I get restless
I got to move somewhere
On the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
I had a friend who had friends by a river
They too had friends who had friends of their own
All seated round takin’ port after dinner,
Port that was bought by the friends that were known
No one ever seemed to care
Just as long as they were there
Friends beside you (beside you)
Friends to guide you (to guide you)
Friends beside you
Everywhere
Oh, you’re the best friend that I ever had
Been with you such a long time
You’re my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
Oh, you’re my best friend
So dear friends
Your love has gone
Only tears to dwell upon
I dare not say
As the wind must blow
So a love is lost
A love is won
Go to sleep and dream again
Soon your hopes will rise
And then from all this gloom
Life can start anew
And there’ll be no crying soon
Old friends
Old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blowin’ through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends.
-“BB”-
Dear Old Girl, the robin sings above you,
Dear Old Girl, it speaks of how I love you,
The blinding tears are falling,
As I think of my lost pearl,
And my broken heart is calling,
Calling for you,
Dear Old Girl.
When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?
You’ll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you
Old man, take a look at my life, I’m a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true
You must remember me old man
I know that you can if you try
So just open up your eyes, old man
Look who’s come to say goodbye
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy
I need some sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn’t really matter to me
To me
I sit in the sunset
Watching God’s evening,
Receding so gently now
Into the Westlands.
I think I’m at peace now
But of nothing am I certain
Only which way will the wind blow next time?
Look out kid, don’t matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes, don’t tie no bows
Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes
You don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows