Billy Currington - Good directions

I was sitting there sel^Gling turnips on a flatbed truck Crun^Cching on a pork rind when she pulled up S^Dhe had to be thinking, "this is where rednecks come from"^G

She was lo^Cst and looking for the interstate Nee^Dding directions and I was the man for the job ^G

I told her w^Cay up yonder past the caution light There's a lit^Gtle country store with an old Coke sign You got to st^Cop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea ^A Th^Cen a left will take you to the interstate But a ri^Dght will bring you right back here to me ^G

I was sitting there thin^Gking about her pretty face Kick^Cing myself for not catching her name ^DI threw my hat and thought, You fool, that could have been love ^G

S^Che probably didn't like me anyhow S^Do I watched her disappear in a cloud of dust

I told her w^Cay up yonder past the caution light There's a lit^Gtle country store with an old Coke sign You got to st^Cop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea ^A Th^Cen a left will take you to the interstate But a ri^Dght will bring you right back here to me ^G

Is this Geo^Crgia heat playing tricks on me Or am ^GI really seeing what I think I see The wom^Dan of my dreams coming back to me^G S^Che went way up yonder past the caution light *NC Don't know why, but something felt right Wh^Gen she stopped in and asked Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea Ma^Dma gave her a big old glass and sent her right back here to me

Th^Cank God for good d^Directions and turnip greens ^G