As I drove down on 65,
I was cruisin down that old grapevine
Well, I must have been doin at least about 95
Well out there on the side of the road all broke down and
Who do you think was standin around
But the greatest country singer alive!
Ill fix your flat tire Merle
Dont ya get your sweet country
Pickin fingers all covered with erl
Cause youre a honky, I know, but Merle you got soul

And Ill fix your flat tire Merle
Well I hear you had an adventurous youth,
Makin love in a telephone booth
And I even hear you did a little stretch in jail
But now you got a big ranch house with a bar
And eight, nine, ten of them fancy cars
Ill fix your flat tire Merle
Dont ya get your sweet country
Pickin fingers all covered with erl
Cause youre a honky, I know, but Merle you got soul

And Ill fix your flat tire Merle

Now I heard all them records ya did,
Makin fun of us long haired kids
And now ya know we dont care what ya think... Merle,
If youre gonna call the world your home
Ya know youre gonna have to get out and get stoned
An its better with a joint than with a drink, I think
So Ill fix your flat tire Merle
Dont ya get your sweet country
Pickin fingers all covered with erl
Cause youre a honky, I know,
But Merle you got soul
And Ill fix your flat tire Merle
So Ill fix your flat tire Merle