C.B. Savage

We was huntin' bear in our rockin' chair out on I-40 Dodgin' bumps in pick-up trucks in west New Mexico It was a cloudy day and me and ole Jay just about bored to tears But we come awake when a C.B. breaker come a ringin' loud and clear We heard this voice that we ain't never heard before sayin' (Break 19, I'm C.B Savage, Hi all you 18 wheelers Anyone seen any smokey bears, How about some bears smoking, aha C.B. Savage here come-on) Well, I looked at Jay, and I said Hey, did you hear what I just heard He nodded his head, and his face got red, we never said a word We both reached for the mike, a thinkin' we might, just answer that 19 call When that C.B. device came back alive, just a lispin' wall to wall And that unusual voice came on again sayin' (Break 19 again, this is your one and only C.B. Savage Mercy sakes good buddy, aha, could I please have your 20 I'd settle for a big 10-4, mercy, mercy, how 'bout a mile ha post Listen, you can't keep your handle down forever you know Speak to me peddle pumpers, how about it) Well the box went dead and we looked straight ahead and didn't say a word at all We had 4 in the chair, and the door back there, nobody'd answer that call A while went by, and Jay and I, we started breathin' again We figured this stranger was plumb out of range, when all at once he come back in It was that same odd voice sayin' (Breakers, Breakers, any takers, Hi Hi, it's me again I'm in your chair and I love it there Say you truckers really know how to take a person for a ride Speak to me you Diesel Deamon, I'd love to get to know your handle aha C.B. Savage here, come-on, come-on) Well I grabbed the mike, and I held it tight, and my hand began to sweat I looked at Jay, and he was grinnin' away, like a big ole bird fed cat So I put down the talker, and turned up the squaker, and got a good grip on the wheel I decided the trucker that answered this nut sure a heck wasn't gonna be me 'Bout that time that wierd voice came back on again sayin' (You Hoo, Breakeroo, Hi Hi you Jim Dandy Jimmy John review Do I ever have a surprise for you If you listen real close, you'll find my voice is changin' And if you'll start checkin' your rear views, you'll find you got company Fine plain white smokies dressin' up for a ticket written party Y'all was so busy copyin' my put on, you didn't notice your little convoy was being infiltrated You can start shuttin' 'em down any time now This is your C.B. Savage, the smokies friend, wall to wall and tree top tall That is all, bye bye)