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C.W. McCall. 'Round The World With The Rubber Duck. CW McCall. "Runda lumea cu Duck din cauciuc.
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[On the CB.] 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

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C.W. McCall. City of New Orleans. CW McCall. Oraşului New Orleans.
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(Steve Goodman) Ridin' on The City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Two conductors and a-

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C.W. McCall. Black Bear Road. CW McCall. Black Bear Road.
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(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep cars

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C.W. McCall. Comin' Back For More. CW McCall. Venind întoarce pentru mai multe.
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'Way up in the snow Where the scrub oaks grow And the coneys and the picas play Where the marmots abound All a-diggin' in the ground And the wind blows

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C.W. McCall. Convoy. CW McCall. Convoi.
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LEGEND: (sung by background singers) It was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June And a Kenworth pullin' logs Cab-over Pete with a reefer on And

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C.W. McCall. Flowers On The Wall. CW McCall. Flori pe perete.
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Well, now, I been hearin' you're concerned about my happiness But all a' that thought you're a-givin' me is conscience, I guess If I was walkin' in your

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C.W. McCall. Aurora Borealis. CW McCall. Aurora Borealis.
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(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) One night last summer we were camped at ten thousand feet up where the air is clear, high in the Rockies of Lost

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C.W. McCall. Classified. CW McCall. Clasificate.
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(Bill Fries, Chip Davis) I's thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. It said, "Take

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C.W. McCall. Four Wheel Drive. CW McCall. Patru Wheel Drive.
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(Bill Fries, Chip Davis) We is screamin' through the valley Where the Nishnabotna flows Through the mud and crud and cornfields Where the mari-ju-wana

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C.W. McCall. Audubon. CW McCall. Audubon.
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Well, I was born in a town called Audubon Southwest Iowa, right where it oughta been Twenty-three houses, fourteen saloons, And a feed mill in nineteen

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C.W. McCall. Green River. CW McCall. Green River.
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(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) [Spoken] Way out in the canyons of the West, there's a wild river. The Spanish named it San Buenaventura; but we

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C.W. McCall. Ghost Town. CW McCall. Ghost Town.
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(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) [The sound of a lonely harmonica.] The dance hall is silent and empty The banjos don't play anymore The music

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C.W. McCall. I Don't Know (And I Don't Care). CW McCall. Nu ştiu (Şi nu-mi pasă).
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The chorus, and how to sing it. Pay attention, 'cause there might be a quiz. C.W. and the backup singers sing line 1, then C.W. alone sings lines 2 and

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C.W. McCall. I Wish There Was More That I Could Give. CW McCall. I Wish Nu a fost mai mult decât am putut oferi.
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(Walt Meskell, Tim Martin) [Spoken] I found her settin' on a Sioux City park bench, on a late November afternoon. Me, I was just driftin' through. She

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C.W. McCall. Jackson Hole. CW McCall. Jackson Hole.
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(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) Well, packin' on back to Jackson Eighteen-thirty-an'-six Fifteen wagons an' forty-five orn'ry mules Packin' on

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C.W. McCall. Kidnap America. CW McCall. Răpi America.
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yeah, a plot's what I got To help this country rise again All a' the haves Join the have-nots And strip our fears off while we can [Chorus; C.W. only

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C.W. McCall. Hobo's Lullaby. CW McCall. Hobo lui Lullaby.
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(Goebel Reeves) Go to sleep, you weary hobo Let the towns drift slowly by Can't you hear the steel rail hummin'? That's a hobo's lullaby Do not think

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C.W. McCall. Livin' Within My Means. CW McCall. Livin 'în limitele mijloacelor mele.
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(Ron Agnew) Well, I was a poor boy Just a-kickin' around Eighteen, with a head full a' dreams Took some money back then Did a year in the pen For not