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Good Directions Lyrics |
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 I was sittin` there sellin` turnips on a flatbed truckCrunchin` on a pork rind when she pulled up She had to be thinkin` "This is where the rednecks come from" She had Hollywood written on her license plate She was lost and lookin` for the interstate Needin` directions and I was the man for the job [Chorus] I told her way up yonder past the caution light There`s a little country store with an old Coke sign You gotta stop in and ask Miss Belle for some of her sweet tea Then a left will take you to the interstate But a right will bring you right back here to me I was sittin` there thinkin` `bout her pretty face Kickin` myself for not catchin` her name I threw my hat..thought, "You fool, that coulda been love" I knew my old Ford couldn`t run her down She probably didn`t like me anyhow So I watched her disappear into a cloud of dust. [Chorus] I told her way up yonder past the caution light There`s a little country store with an old Coke sign You gotta stop in and ask Miss Belle for some of her sweet tea Then a left will take you to the interstate But a right will bring you right back here to me Is this Georgia heat playin` tricks on me Or am I really seein` what I think I see The woman of my dreams comin` back to me She went way up yonder past the caution light Don`t know why, but somethin` felt right When she stopped in and asked Miss Belle for some of her sweet tea Mama gave her a big `ol glass and sent her right back here to me Thank God for good directions and turnip greens. |
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