Straight into Athens past the Clark county line
Or an old nash rambler top out at one-fifty
For he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Georgia's never seen a man more at peace
Billy Joe Taylor's underneath that lift
Or an old nash rambler top out at one-fifty
Than when Billy's got his hands in Athens grease
And the day is ending
For he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
If you're heading south on Georgia one twenty-nine
And the only man in town who can make
There ain't a car on the planet that he can't fix
There's an old Texaco right across
Than when Billy's got his hands in Athens grease
Long as that boy's at work, well he's right at home
Well, he's a rotating, lug nutting spark plugging good old boy
For he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
When the sun goes down
Yeah, Georgia's never seen a man more at peace
He swears on his chrome-plated ratchet
That his heaven on earth
Georgia's never seen a man more at peace
Charlie Vincent's van go
Or an old nash rambler top out at one-fifty
He's the Redneck Picasso of the manual transmission
Six days a week, he's a man on a mission
And Thelma Lou Taylor likes to hang out at the station
From the Athens Woolworth
'Cause she loves to watch him work, yeah
Than when Billy's got his hands in Athens grease
Billy's still rocking with a rack and pinion
Georgia's never seen a man more at peace
Than when Billy's got his hands in Athens grease, oh yeah
With his name on his shirt
