Lyrics:

Now me and my wife and my brother Joe,
took off in my Ford from San Pedro.
We hadn't much gas, the tires were low,
that dag-blamed Ford could fairly go.

Now along about the middle of the night,
we were rippin' along like nice folks might,
when a Mercury behind me blinked his lights,
he honked his horn and he flew outside.

We had twin pipes and a Columbia butt,
you people may think that I'm in a rut,
but to you folks who don't dig the jive,
that's two carburetors and an overdrive.

We made grease spots outta many good towns,
and left the cops heads spinnin' round 'n' round.
They wouldn't chase, they'd run and hide,
but me and that Mercury stayed side-by-side.

Now we were Ford men and we likely knew,
that we would race until somethin' blew,
my foot feet was down, like they're stuck with glue,
through many the town, we flew and flew.

I looked down at my lovely bride,
her face was blue, I thought she'd died,
left streaks through town 'bout forty feet wide,
but me and that Mercury stayed side-by-side.

My brother was pale, he said he was sick,
he said he was just a nervous wreck.
But why should I worry, for what the heck,
me and that Mercury was still neck t' neck.

Now on through the deserts we did glide,
a-flyin' low and a-flyin' wide,
me an' that Mercury was a-takin' a ride,
and we stayed exactly side-by-side.

I looked at my mirror and I saw somethin' comin',
an' I thought it was a plane by the way it was a-runnin',
hummin' along at a terrible pace,
and I knew right then it was the end of the race.

When it flew by us, I turned the other way,
'n the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say,
it was nothin' but kid, he was wantin' to play,
he was drivin' a hopped up Model-A.