C.W McCall
’round The World With The Rubber Duck  

(spoken on a C.B) 
Breaker, one-nine, this here’s the duck again. you got a copy on me pig pen,
c’mon? 
ah, negatory, pig pen, there ain’t no way out ’cept for that one atlantic
ocean. 
now listen, drop them hogs of in Omaha and get over here in a short, 
’cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem.
D C G     D
D                  C
Bears to the left; bears to the right
G                          C
We didn’t have no place to go.
D                     C
They had us backed up clean to the shore,
G                 C
And them cab-over petes don’t float.
D                C
I says, pig pen, I got me a good idea.
G                           C
Them friends a’ jesus gonna save us!
D                  C
So praise the lord and mister ford,
G                          C
And follow that micra-bus, ten-four.


(chorus)
G               C
Yo ho ho, and a thousand trucks
D                 C
Gonna take a bath with a rubber duck
G               C
Yo ho ho, and a lots a’ luck
 D                        C
’round the world with the rubber ducky!

G     D

(Same Chords as first verse)
Yeah, we drove on the water like diesel whales
Sank about a hunnert-and-ten of ’em
I says, pig pen, they just didn’t have no faith
They definitely gone ten-seven.
By the time we got into that piccadilly town,
’bout half of ’em was lost at sea
I says, break one-nine for a ten-thirty-three
What we got was the cotton-pickin’ bbc
D C G
D
I say, fabersham. looks likes the americans have got themselves 
another bloody convoy.

Repaet chorus
                                             
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Good heavens! look at them all! half of them are sinking in the thames! 
hello! some of our truck chaps are assisting them. good show, 
actually. oh, well, ten-four and all that rubbish.
(Verse Chords)
Well, we crossed that channel like snakes on glass
And stormed the beach about dawn
I says, grab your shifters and punch 13
We all goin’ truckin’ on the autobahn.
Now, pig pen, this here’s the ultimate slab
’cause there goes a mercedes truck.
He says, break one-three for the strudel machine
Ya just blew the doors off’n the duck. how ’bout it? 

Oh, zehn-vier, rubber duck. ve are receiving you vall-to-vall, 
but the schpeed limit on za autobahn is triple-nickels. 
you travel too schlow, rubber duck. 
we gonna see you around. we gone. wiede N.



Well, we stopped for a coffee in west berlin
Dumb, dumb, dumb. this is
The british had hundred-mile tea
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb.
I says, pig pen, from here on it’s wall-to-wall bears.
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb,
Says, bash the wall; we gonna see.
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb.
Well, them big red bears must’a been in the bush
Dumb, dumb, dumb. this is
’cause we didn’t see a one all day
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb,
So we raked up the leaves and we shook out the tree
Dumb, dumb, dumb. this is
’til they finally had something to say
Dumb, dumb, dumb.
You got it..

D
Comrade duck: you have been given until daybreak in murmansk 
to get your cotton-pickin’ trucks out of the u. s. s. 
of r. you will copy!

(Same as verse chords)
Well, we shot them rigs through salt-mine city
Dumb, dumb
With a hammer and a sickle on down
Dumb, dumb
Then we hit the fan through the sea of japan
Dumb, dumb
Tooled into transistor town
Dumb, dumb
I says, pig pen, this here must be the place,
Dumb, dumb
’cause everybody’s eatin’ with sticks.
Dumb, dumb
He says, ten-four, this here is cb land
Dumb, dumb
’cause my channel knob just went crick.
Dumb, dumb

D
Ah so, lubba duck. you have a nice day today, betta day tomollow. 
we catch you on frip-frop. this one kamikaze ozzie; we gone. sayonara.

Rpeat chorus


(on the cb.)
Ah, ten-four, pig pen, what’s your twenty? australia? mercy sakes, 
ain’t nothin’ down there but tasmanian devils and them q-alla bears.
what’s that? no double-nickel limit? we gonna be there in
Rt, pig pen. this here’s the rubber duck, ten-ten and doin’ it to it 
like pruitt used’ta do it to it. we gone. ’bye-’bye.