Flat Tires and Catfish Sandwiches
	Lyrics
	I was born in Baton Rouge and raised in Birmingham I spent me a couple of hellish years in war-torn Vietnam When I came home I wanted to make the most of myself So I got me a job working oil rigs out on the continental shelf Worked a few weeks and then I'd get some days out on the town Where I'd drink me so much whiskey you'd have to scrape me off the ground Now I live in an old school bus out on Highway 61 The same highway where Abraham was told to kill his son Oh I fix flat tires, yes I fix flat tires I fix catfish sandwiches and I fix flat tires The catfish out by Devil's Swamp are full of mercury But fry them up in Crisco Oil it tastes right good to me Yea I love catfish sandwiches and every now and then Someone stops to buy one but I never see them again I fix flat tires faster than the morning dew Evaporates into the velvet air in the heat of Baton Rouge Now I live on Scenic Highway and that's likely where I'll die From a lethal mix of mercury and Jim Beam Rye I fix flat tires, oh I fix flat tires I fix catfish sandwiches and I fix flat tires
	Description
	Story Behind the Song: In the mid 1980's, north of Baton Rouge on Highway 61 (Scenic Highway) near the interchange with US 190, there was an old schoolbus by the side of the road. In front of the bus there were two signs. One said "We Fix Flat Tires". The other sign said "We
	Credits
	Lyrics Credits: Greg Faiers
	Music Credits: Dead Irish Blues
	Producer Credits: Greg Faiers
	Publisher Credits: Gnarly Roots Music
	Performance Credits: Greg Faiers: Guitar, Vocals, Bass, and Percussion and Marty Faiers: Fiddle
	Label Credits: Independently released on the CD Never Here (2004)
	Metadata
	Song Length: 2:54
	Primary Genre: Folk-Contemporary
	Secondary Genre: Country-Alternative
	Tempo: Fast (151 - 170)
	Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
	Subject Matter 1: General
	Subject Matter 2: Life
	Mood 1: Content
	Mood 2: Affable
	Language: English
	Era: 2000 and later