• Convoy
  • Wolf Creek Pass
  • Four Wheel Drive
  • Classified
  • Black Bear Road
  • Crispy Critters
  • Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe
  • The Silverton
  • Roses For Mama
  • There Won't Be No Country Music (There Won't Be No Rock 'N' Roll)
  • Aurora Borealis
  • Green River
  • 'Round The World With The Rubber Duck
  • Long Lonesome Road
  • Jackson Hole
  • Convoy Theme Song
  • Comin' Back for More
  • Around The World With A Rubber Duck
  • The Gallopin' Goose
  • Audubon
  • Four Wheel Cowboy
  • Rubber Duck (New Convoy)
  • Outlaws and Lone Star Beer
  • Ghost Town
  • Night Rider
  • Oregon Trail
  • Convoy (Original Version)
  • C.W. McCall - Convoy
  • I've Trucked all Over This Land
  • lewis and clark
  • Round The World With The Rubber Duck
  • Convoy (New Version)
  • Glenwood Canyon
  • Write Me a Song
  • Rocky Mountain September
  • Ratchetjaw
  • Sloan
  • There Won't Be No Country Music
  • sing silent night
  • Windshield Wipers in the Rain
  • Mountains Of My Mind
  • Camp Bird Mine
  • City Of New Orleans
  • Super Slab Showdown
  • Old Home Filler Up and Keep on Truckin' Cafe
  • The Cowboy
  • Old Thirty
  • Convoy (1975)
  • Two-Way Lovin'
  • The Battle Of New Orleans

Well, I was born in a town called audubon
Southwest iowa, right where it oughta been
Twenty-three houses, fourteen saloons,
And a feed mill in nineteen-thirty.
Had a neon sign, said squealer feeds
And the bus came through when they felt the need
And they stopped at a place there in town called the old home cafe

Now my daddy was a music lovin' man
He stood six-foot-seven, had big ol' hands
He'd lost two fingers in a chainsaw but he could still play the violin
And mom played piana, just the keys in the middle
And dad played a storm on his three-fingered fiddle
'Cause that's all there was to do back there folks, except ta go downtown and watch haircuts

So I was raised on dust bowl tunes, you see
Had a six-tube radio an' no tv
It was so dog-goned hot I had to wet the bed in the summer just to keep cool.
Yeah, many's a night I'd lay awake
A-waitin' for a distant station break
Just a-settin' and a-wettin' an' a-lettin' that radio fry.

Well, I listened to nashville and tulsa and dallas
And oklahoma city gave my ear a callus
And I'll never forget them announcers at three a.m.
They'd come on an' say friends, there's many a soul who needs us
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