Rod Hart - C.B. Savage lyrics

We was huntin' bear for the rockin' chair out on I-40 Dodgin' bucks n pick-up trucks in west New Mexico It was a cloudy day and me and ole Jay was just about bored to tears But we come awake when a C. B. Break come a ringin' loud and clear And 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 bare smokies?, 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, n he 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 to life, 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 bodies, aha, could I please have your 20? I'd settle for a big 10-4, mercy, mercy, how 'bout a mile post Listen, you can't keep your hammers 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, but 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 Demons, I'd love to get to know your handles 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 duck sure as heck wasn't gonna be me 'Bout that time that weird voice came back on again sayin' (You Hoo, Breakeroo, Hi Hi you Jim Dandy Jimmy jammers you 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 writin' 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)