Гуру ПесенS. Buono - Ode To 10-33 | Текст песни
On a deadhead one January 9th.
It was cold and raining from the Northern California skies
And I knew the ground tomorrow'd be white.
I turned off my AM and turned on my ole CB,
Set about the trucking with a chill
When I heard somebody breaking with a whip: "10-33"!
So I grabbed the mike and stopped her on the hill.
I was shouting back to no one, thinking my mind's playing tricks
When I heard another breaker called me down.
He asked me what my "20" was and said he'd see me soon
And after that never heard another sound.
Well I tried an hour to get the breaker back
Who called the "33" but couldn't raise a soul
When a pair of lights came tearing 'round the curve from down below
When he stopped I saw it was a state patrol.
I told them 'bout the "33" I head up in the night
That I tried to head him back but had no luck.
Well, ole Smoky passed his thanks along and said he'd check it out
So I said goodbye and climbed up in the truck.
I jockeyed that freightliner up the highway one more time
Topped the hill and rolled down the valley floor.
Poured myself a cup of coffee and I only had a sip
When that "33" came breaking through once more.
That ole mountain must've been the reason that I couldn't get a copy
While I was trucking at the other side.
'Cause here I was listening to a "10 to all the way!"
So I break her down and let her slide
That breaker was a "33"? I got you wall to wall!
Can you tell me what's your "20" is my friend?
He said, Off in a deep ravine lying on my side
Went to slip and left the highway in a spin.
Breaker, Smoky! This is Fireball! I'm on the other side.
If you got a copy put the hammer down!
'Cause that dude that called "33" is out here in the ditch
Get a wrecker and an ambulance from town!
Well they found him and they brought him out before the break of dawn
And it was just beginning then to snow
They said he owed his life to me but that ain't how I feel
He owes it to his CB-radio...
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