Jerry was a race car driver,
And he drove so god-damn fast.
He never did win no checkered flag,
But he never did come in last.
Jerry was a race car driver,
He'd say "el sob number one."
With a Bocephus sticker on his 442
He'd lighten up just for fun.
Captain Pierce was a fireman.
Richmond engine number three,
I'd be a wealthy man
When I get a dime for all the things that man
Had taught to me.
Captain Pierce was a strong man.
Strong as any man alive.
He got stuck in his crawl that they
Made him retire at the age of 65.
Jerry was a race car driver.
22 years old.
Had one to many cold beers one night,
Wrapped himself around a telephone pole.

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): LES CLAYPOOL, REID L. III LALONDE, TIMOTHY W. ALEXANDER