Good Directons

Capo: 3rd Fret

(verse 1)
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I was sittin' there, sellin' turnips
 on a flatbed truck
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Crunchin' on a pork rind when she 
pulled up
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She had to be thinkin "this is 
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where rednecks come from"

(verse 2)
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She had Hollywood written on her 
license plate
F#m
She was lost and lookin for the 
interstate
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Needin' directions and I was the 
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man for the job

(Chorus)
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I told her way up yonder past the 
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caution light
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There's a little country store with
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 an old coke sign
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You gotta stop and ask Miss Bell 
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for some of her sweet tea
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Then a left will take you to the 
interstate
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strum)
And a right will bring you right 
back here to me

(verse 1 chords)
I was sittin' there, thinkin 'bout 
her perty face
Kickin' myself for not catching her 
name
I threw my hat and thought, you 
fool, it could have been love

(verse 2)
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)

(bridge)
        G                     A
Is this Georgia heat playin' tricks 
on me
     Bm                       A
Or am I really seein' what I think I
 see
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The woman of my dreams comin' back 
Bm A G
to me

(Chorus chords)
She went way up yonder past the 
caution light
Don't know why, but somethin' felt 
right
When she stopped and asked Ms. Bell
For some of her sweet tea
Mama gave her a big ol' glass and
Sent her right back here to me

        G                 A         
    NC
Thank God for good directions, and 
turnip greens