BS: For Brucie

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Peace
Date: 10 Mar 04 - 09:49 PM

Hey, that's great. But not anytime SOON, OK?

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Amergin
Date: 10 Mar 04 - 09:32 PM

So if i ensure that this song is not played at your wake..how am i to get the scotch if you're dead?   nah, but thanks anywasy...I think it would be much funner to play at your wake... ;) Maybe we could get Bill Shatner to sing it for ya.

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Peace
Date: 10 Mar 04 - 02:41 PM

Now, there's a song:

Rubber Ducky,
You're the one,
You make my bath time
So much fun,
Rubber Ducky, you're the one for me.

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Sorcha
Date: 10 Mar 04 - 02:18 PM

Wolf Creek Pass and 7 Wimmen on My Mind need to be here too. LOL!

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: catspaw49
Date: 10 Mar 04 - 01:57 PM

Now that I get the jist of the jab here........Brucie, maybe you need to change your name to "Rubber Duck".............

Spaw

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: GUEST,GUEST who can't access his cookie no how.
Date: 10 Mar 04 - 01:46 PM

Amergin: I have been waiting. God or a Secularist is going to get you for this. Now the world knows why I have been driven nuts for years; why the song spun through the canyons of my mind; why vague echoes in the night remind me of rigs; why Death has no sting, unless of course I end up in Hell and that is the theme music.

Amergin: I knew you were gonna do that. Thanks for the digging. I trust you will now ensure that that piece of "writing" and "music" is NOT played at my wake. There'll be a bottle of single malt in it for you. Bruce M

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Amos
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 09:57 PM

Yeah MM, he did, in the Fred Dyer's Bees Challenge.

Spaw, thanks -- I LOVE that tune!!


A

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: catspaw49
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 09:35 PM

Well, I don't know why he wanted or needed "Convoy" but any thread with that one on it needs this one as a mate:

6 days on the road
(Green - Montgommery)

Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh,
Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard.
I've got my diesel wound up,
And she's running like never before.
There's a speed zone ahead, all right,
I don't see a cop in sight.
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

I got ten forward gears,
And a Georgia overdrive.
I'm taking little white pills,
And my eyes are open wide.
I just passed a 'Jimmy' and a 'White':
I've been passin' everything in sight.
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well, it seems like a month,
Since I kissed my baby good-bye.
I could have a lot of women,
But I'm not like some other guys.
I could find one to hold me tight,
But I could never make believe it's right.
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

I.C.C. is checking on down the line.
I'm a little overweight and my log books way behind.
But nothing bothers me tonight.
I can dodge all the scales all right,
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well my rig's a little old,
But that don't mean she's slow.
There's a flame from her stack,
And the smoke's rolling black as coal.
My hometown's coming in sight,
If you think I'm happy your right.
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Spaw

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Blackcatter
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 08:53 PM

talk about a suprise when randomly clicking a thread!

Thanks.

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Walking Eagle
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 08:47 PM

Kewl!

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: GUEST,MMario
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 03:08 PM

Didn't Matt_R do a parody of this for one of the Challenges? something to do with bees...

Subject: RE: BS: For Brucie
From: Amos
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 03:05 PM

Awwww I jus' LOVVIT!!!


A

Subject: BS: For Brucie
From: Amergin
Date: 09 Mar 04 - 02:24 PM

Here ya go, you're favourite song:

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, 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 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."

[Chorus]
'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!


[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 gettin' in-tense up here.

By the time we got into Tulsa Town,
We had eighty-five trucks in all.
But they'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' bear."

[Chorus]
'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!


[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 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 Illinoise National Guard.
There's armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps,
And rigs of ev'ry 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.


[On the CB]
Ah, Rubber Duck to Sodbuster, come over. Yeah, 10-4, Sodbuster? Lissen, you wanna put that micra-bus right 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 ninety-eight
I says "Let them truckers roll, 10-4."

[Chorus]
'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 twenty?
Convoy! OMAHA? Well, they oughta know what 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 glass and the bears off your...
Convoy! tail. We'll catch you on the flip-flop. This here's the Rubber Duck on the side.
Convoy! We gone. 'Bye,'bye.