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Monday, 2000 May 29 : Volume 3, Number 20

Convoy 2000 Countdown

Only 8 days until Convoy 2000!

Pig Pen, what's your 20?

My bags are packed, I'm ready to go. I'm standin' here outside the door... wait a minute, that's someone else's song!

As of 07:00 CDT this morning, I'm on my way west to the starting point of Convoy 2000. I'll be meeting up with T A Chafin somewhere on Old 30, and we'll be checking out the sights and visiting a few places in Iowa while on our way to the Golden State.

If you're planning to join us on the trip east, remember to check the Convoy 2000 Information Page, because T A will be updating it as the Convoy heads towards the Jersey shore. And if you're looking for us on the CB, give a hail on channel 13, The Official CB Channel of Convoy 2000(TM). We'll also be monitoring 19, but 13 is the preferred channel.

T A will be bringing along the rest of the t-shirts, just in case you'll be joining us and you want one. Same price — $11.95 — but no delivery charge.

Westbound and down, eighteen wheels and rollin', we're gonna do what they say can't be done... oops. That too is someone else's song!


SuperChicken

Stuffin' The Ballot Box

The votes are in. The proposition asked 'What is the type of rooster that was present on C.W. and Earl's flatbed in "Wolf Creek Pass'?" My failing ears heard "Bird Isle roosters", but nine out of ten voters told me it's "burnt-out roosters". So I've changed the lyric page to reflect the correct words, and when I get back from Convoy 2000 I'm getting a hearing aid.



Song A’ Th’ Week

This week: a short trip. Next week: a really big trip.

Four Wheel Cowboy
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
From the album Wilderness

[Chorus]
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Jeepin' down to Santa Fe

Well, Denver town an' I'm outta the chute
Foot in the gas an' a hole in my boot
And I'm outbound, yeah
Gonna see my momma in Santa Fe
I'm over the Hump and I'm on my way
I'm southbound

[Chorus]
Three hundred miles to Santa Fe
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
Gonna be there by the break of day
And I'm southbound
Three hundred miles to Santa Fe
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
Gonna be there by the break of day
And I'm southbound

Now this ol' Jeep needs a coat a' paint
But she makes up for what I ain't
She got feelin'
I only know one thing fer sure
This pony a' mine don't need no spurs
She's squealin'

[Chorus]
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Jeepin' down to Santa Fe

Well, Texaco's open in Trindad
I didn't stop for gas but I wished I had
'Cause I could use some
They's a bunch a' wild women in Walsenburg
They all make love like a buffalo herd
I wish I knew one

[Chorus]
Two hundred miles to Santa Fe
Gonna be there by the break of day
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
And I'm southbound
Two hundred miles to Santa Fe
Gonna be there by the break of day
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
And I'm southbound

Rattlin' down off a' Raton Pass
Glorieta Hill like a sheet a' glass
And I'm slippin'
Pedalin' down past Pecos town
My go foot up and my stop foot down
I'm slidin'

[Chorus]
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Jeepin' down to Santa Fe

Now Momma's just like this here ol' Jeep
She's tough and fast and she runs real cheap
And she's drivin'
Well, sun comin' up in New Mexico sky
Got a burr in my saddle and a fire in my eye
An' I'm flyin'

[Chorus]
Fifteen miles to Santa Fe
Gonna be there by the break of day
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
And I'm southbound
Fifteen miles to Santa Fe
Gonna be there by the break of day
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
And I'm southbound

C'mon now, Paint
We almost there
Only one more mile, honey
We comin' Momma
Here we come
Can'tcha see us comin' Momma?
We comin'!
Only one more mile, Momma!
We stuck into four wheel drive, baby!
Here we come!
Whoo!