I was sittin' there, sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
She had to be thinkin "this is where rednecks come from"
(verse 2)
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 and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Then a left will take you to the interstate
And a right will bring you right back here to me
(verse 1 chords)
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
(Chorus chords)
Thank God for good directions, and turnip greens