Good Directions

D, F#m, G A, D

NC                  D
I was sittin' there, sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
  F#m
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
    G                           A                   Bm
She had to be thinkin' "this is where rednecks come from"



        D
She had Hollywood written on her license plate
        F#m
She was lost and lookin' for the interstate
G                 A                          D
Needin' directions and I was the man for the job



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



NC                  D
I was sittin' there, thinkin 'bout her pretty face
F#m
Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name
G                            A                Bm
I threw my hat and said, you fool, there goes love



  D
I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down,
F#m
she probably didn't like me anyhow
     G                A                 D
So I watched her disappear into a cloud of dust



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


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


D, F#m, G A, D


         G                      A
She went way up yonder past the caution light
G  NC                  A
   Don't know why, but somethin' felt right
         G                        A                          Bm
When she stopped in and asked Ms. Bell for some of her sweet tea
                G                          A                    D
Mama gave her a big ol' glass and sent her right back here to me