Good Directions

[Verse 1] I was sitting there, selling turnips on a flatbed truck Crunching on a pork rind when she pulled up She had to be thinking, "This is where rednecks come from" She had Hollywood written on her license plate She was lost and looking for the Interstate Needing 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 got to stop in and ask Miss Bell 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" [Verse 2] I was sitting there, thinking about her pretty face Kicking myself for not catching her name I threw my hat, and thought, "You fool, it could have 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 got to stop in and ask Miss Bell 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" [Bridge] Is this Georgia heat playing tricks on me? Or am I really seeing what I think I see? The woman of my dreams coming back to me [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] She went way up yonder past the caution light Don't know why, but something felt right When she stopped in and asked Miss Bell For some of her sweet tea Mama gave her a big old glass And sent her right back here to me [Outro] Thank God for good directions, and turnip greens