Cledus T. Judd - Shade Tree Mechanic lyrics

Well his house was nothin' more than a big junkyard A retirement home for old lawnmowers and them blocked up rusty cars He couldnt read or write a word and he stu-stuttered when he spoke But he was Albert Einstein when it came to them nuts and bolts Everybody called him Greasy but his real name was Bert At least that's what it said on his blue Sonoko shirt He kept a Maytag full of Millers in the shade of a cottonwood Lord he loved to pop a top just like he loved to pop a hood CHORUS: He was the world's greatest shade tree mechanic He fixed outboards, cars and toasters and worn out winter fans No job was too big on the planet for the world's greatest shade tree mechanic Old Greasy died one mornin adoin' what he loved best He didnt have him no will but we all knew his last request So we put his toolbox in the trunk and him behind the wheel And sent him off to heaven in a Goodyear Boneville CHORUS Now when he wasnt snoozin' in his hammock He was the greatest shade tree mechanic Take it easy Greasy