Charles Cleveland "Charlie" Merz (July 6, 1888 in Indianapolis, Indiana – July 8, 1952 in Indianapolis, Indiana) was an American racecar driver, military officer, engineering entrepreneur, and racing official. Active in the early years of the Indianapolis 500, he later became Chief Steward of the Memorial Day Classic.
At just 17, Charlie Merz demonstrated impressive skill as a race driver when he was hired by Arthur C. Newby (one of the future founders of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway) to drive one of his National Motor Vehicle Company stock cars against some of the top competitors in the United States at a 100-mile (160 km) race at the Indiana State Fairgrounds one-mile (1.6 km) dirt oval on November 4, 1905. Merz led the race over his teammate W.F. "Jap" Clemmens until lap 80 when his right rear tire blew and sent him crashing through a wooden fence.
After observing the event, Carl G. Fisher, who later founded the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, saw the opportunity to promote American automobiles by staging a 24-hour distance record run. Working with Newby and James A. Allison, his partner at Prest-O-Lite, the trio organized the record run again at the Indiana State Fairgrounds for November 17–18. Two Nationals, again driven by Merz and Clemens, began the run, this time with Clemens setting the early pace. Clemens' car blew a tire on mile 152, crashing through the wooden fence. As with Merz on November 4, he was unscathed. As night fell, Prest-O-Lite lamps provided by Allison and Fisher illuminated the track.
I need love
It's my medication
For fragile cuts and cold calculations
When it gets a lonely kind of life
I call you up tell you everything gonna be alright
I know that my place is small and I'm a one-horse town
Still I think you should pack your bags
Baby come on down
Won't you come on down into my home
When you never laugh babe
You never cry
When it ain't cut darling and it ain't dry
I think you need a simple kind of life
I call you up tell you everything gonna be alright
I know that my place is small and I'm a one-horse town
Still I think you should pack your bags
Baby come on down
Won't you come one down into my home
All I can say is what
All I can think is why
Why is my place so small am I a one-horse town
Still I think you should pack your bags
Baby come on down