C.B. Savage Lyrics

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
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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)