Emily sat at the steering wheel waiting for the rest of the vehicles to start moving. The knight sitting in the seat next to her shifted, his sword rattling in its sheath. she didn't look at him. she knew that all the knights disliked women leading an army or even being in them. "hey get ready to move" she sighed and started up the engine. the convoy started to move.the knight watched the trees and land pass by, a picture rattled off the dashboard with a quick hand she snatched it before it hit the floor she set it back on the dashboard firmly. she glanced at it. it was a picture of her and her husband. she sighed David was behind the lead jeep while she was at the back. "hey love hows the view back there" came David's voice over the radio she smiled and replayed "eh it's ok hunny" he chuckled "I'm thinking of a song" "really witch one" asked jimmy another driver "you'll see" there was silence for a minute. the radio came alive as David started to sing "was the dark of the moon" his voice was deep "on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth, pullin' logs Cabover Pete with a reefer on " she nodded her head smiling "And a Jimmy haulin' hogs We 'as headin' fer bear on I-One-Oh 'Bout a mile outta Shaky-Town I sez Pig-Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck An' I'm about to put the hammer on down". the air filled with men singing teh chores women joined in to. the tapped the bet on the wheel "Cause we gotta little ol' convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta little ol' convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way We're gonna roll this truckin' convoy, cross the USA Convoy... Convoy..." "jimmy your up" "roger" jimmy sang with a happy note "By the time we got into Tulsa-Town We had eighty-five trucks in all But they's a road block up on the clover leaf An' them bears 'as wall to wall Yeah them smokies 'as thick as bugs on a bumper They even had a bear-in-the-air I sez callin' all trucks, this here's The Duck We about to go a huntin' bear" the men started singing the cores again louder this time "Cause we gotta great big convoy, rockin' through the night
Yeah we gotta great big convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way We're gonna roll this truckin' convoy, cross the USA Convoy... Convoy..." David took up the next part "Well we rolled up interstate fourty-four Like a rocket sled on rails We tore up all a our swindle sheets An' left 'em settin' on the scales By the time we hit that Chi-Town Them bears was a gittin' smart They'd brought up some reinforcements From the Illinois National Guard There 'as armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps An' rigs of every size Yeah them chicken coops 'as full a bears
An' choppers filled the skies Well we shot the line, an' we went for broke With a thousand screamin' trucks And eleven long-haired friends of Jesus In a chartreusse microbus" "emily its your turn" she smiled "Well we laid a strip fer the Jersey Shore An' prepared to cross the line I could see the bridge 'as lined with bears But I didn't have a doggone dime I sez Pig-Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck
just ain't a gonna pay no toll So we crashed the gate doin' ninety-eight I sez, let them truckers roll, 10-4" again the cores started up again she could feel the knights eyes on him she looks at him still smiling he looked a bit confused "what is it" she asked he shook his head "you sing during war" she looked at him "don't you" he nodded "but not songs like this that are happy if you know what i mean" she nodded "we do to keep our spirits up" "hey emily you sang well" chimed David cheerily she snorted "i sing as well as i do hunn and no better then that" "i know i know" she looked back at the knight. he was looking out the window again. she smile and kept driving.
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