[Intro]
C# Fm F# G# C#
[Verse]
C#
I was sittin' there, sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
Fm
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
F#
She had to be thinkin "this is
G# C#
where rednecks come from"
[Verse]
C#
She had Hollywood written on her license plate
Fm
She was lost and lookin for the interstate
F# G# C#
Needin' directions and I was the man for the job
[Chorus]
F# G#
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
F# G#
There's a little country store with an old coke sign
F# G# A#m
You gotta stop and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
F# G#
Then a left will take you to the interstate
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And a right will bring you right back here to me
[Verse]
C#
I was sittin' there, thinkin 'bout her perty face
Fm
Kickin' myself for not catching her name
F# G# C#
I threw my hat and thought, you fool, it could have been love
[Verse]
C#
I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down,
Fm
she probably didn't like me anyhow
F# G# C#
So I watched her disappear into a cloud of dust
[Chorus]
F# G#
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
F# G#
There's a little country store with an old coke sign
F# G# A#m
You gotta stop and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
F# G#
Then a left will take you to the interstate
F# G#~ C#
And a right will bring you right back here to me
[Bridge]
F# G#
Is this Georgia heat playin' tricks on me
A#m G#
Or am I really seein' what I think I see
F# G# A#m G# F#
The woman of my dreams comin' back to me
[Interlude]
C# Fm F# G# C#
[Verse]
F# G#
She went way up yonder past the caution light
\(
F#)
G#
Don't know why, but somethin' felt right
F# G#
When she stopped and asked Ms. Bell
A#m
For some of her sweet tea
F#
Mama gave her a big ol' glass and
G# C#
Sent her right back here to me
[Outro]
F# G# \
C#
Thank God for good directions, and turnip greens
[Intro]
C# Fm F# G# C#
[Verse]
C#
I was sittin' there, sellin'
turnips on a flatbed truck
Fm
Crunchin' on a pork
rind when she pulled up
F#
She had to be thinkin "this is
G# C#
where rednecks come from"
[Verse]
C#
She had Hollywood written
on her license plate
Fm
She was lost and lookin
for the interstate
F# G# Needin' directions and
C#
I was the man for the job
[Chorus]
F# I told her way up yonder
G#
past the caution light
F# There's a little country
G#
store with an old coke sign
F# You gotta stop and ask Miss
G# A#m
Bell for some of her sweet tea
F# Then a left will take
G#
you to the interstate
F# And a right will bring
G#~ C# \
you right back here to me
[Verse]
C#
I was sittin' there, thinkin
'bout her perty face
Fm
Kickin' myself for
not catching her name
F# I threw my hat and thought, you
G# C#
fool, it could have been love
[Verse]
C#
I knew my old Ford
couldn't run her down,
Fm
she probably didn't like me anyhow
F# G# So I watched her disappear
C#
into a cloud of dust
[Chorus]
F# I told her way up yonder
G#
past the caution light
F# There's a little country
G#
store with an old coke sign
F# You gotta stop and ask Miss
G# A#m
Bell for some of her sweet tea
F# Then a left will take
G#
you to the interstate
F# And a right will bring
G#~ C#
you right back here to me
[Bridge]
F# Is this Georgia heat
G#
playin' tricks on me
A#m Or am I really seein'
G#
what I think I see
F# G# The woman of my dreams
A#m G# F#
comin' back to me
[Interlude]
C# Fm F# G# C#
[Verse]
F# She went way up yonder
G#
past the caution light
\(
F#)
Don't know why, but
G#
somethin' felt right
F# When she stopped
G#
and asked Ms. Bell
A#m
For some of her sweet tea
F#
Mama gave her a big ol' glass and
G# C#
Sent her right back here to me
[Outro]
F# G# \
Thank God for good directions,
C#
and turnip greens