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Ooh,

If you're heading south on one twenty-nine
Straight into Athens past the county line
There's an old Texaco right
From the Athens

Billy Joe Taylor's that lift
There ain't a car on the that he can't fix
He swears on his chrome-plated
That his on earth

For he can a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Or an old nash rambler top out at
Georgia's never a man more at peace
Than Billy's got his hands in Athens grease, oh yeah

Six days a week, a man on a mission
He's the Picasso of the manual transmission
And the only man in town who can
Charlie van go

the sun goes down
And the day is
Billy's still rocking a rack and pinion
Long as boy's at work, well he's right at home

For he can a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Or an old nash top out at one-fifty
Georgia's seen a man more at peace
Than when Billy's got his hands in grease

Well, he's a rotating, lug nutting spark plugging old boy
With his name on his
And Thelma Lou Taylor likes to hang out at the
'Cause she loves to watch him work,

For he can a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Or an old nash rambler top out at
Georgia's never seen a man at peace
Than when Billy's got his hands in Athens

Yeah, Georgia's seen a man more at peace
Than when Billy's got his in Athens grease
Yeah oh yeah, Athens