Jerry was a race car driver He drove so goddamned fast Never did win no checkered flags 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 light 'em up just for fun
Captain Pierce was a fireman Richmond engine number three I'll be a wealthy man when I get a dime For all the things that man had taught to me Now Captain Pierce was a strong man Strong as any man alive Stuck in his craw that they made him retire At the age of sixty-five
Jerry was a race car driver Twenty-two years old One too many cold beers one night And wrapped himself around a telephone pole, go
