At a track in Virginia
near Disputana
was a race that was late in the year
My front wheel was hurtin
and one thing's for certain
Money for parts was not near

I was fifth in the points chase
and fourth place was injured
I wanted to move past him this race
I just have to finish
so I'll take it easy
and just take whatever points this race may bring

But then I got the holeshot
and started to ride hard
I thought the bike was working just fine
The big jump was nearin'
but all I was thinkin'
was leading at that finish line

The front wheel went one way
and I went another
For a minute I thought I was dead
So I started shakin'
as my bike was breakin'
Then these words popped into my head:

You picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel
Forty feet in the air and the dirt hard as steel
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
But this time the injuries won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel

After I landed
I knew I was hurt bad
The medics were given the call
They asked if I knew my name
and I know this may sound strange
but I just quite could not recall

Was three months later
I knew there was damage
Either that or I'd lost my mind
I 'm really sufferin'
'Cos this horrible chorus
just will not escape from my head:

You picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel
Forty feet in the air and the dirt hard as steel
This was a bad crash, much worse than road rash
No, this time the injuries won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel

You picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel
Forty feet in the air and the dirt hard as steel
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
But this time the injuries won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel