Good Directons Billy Currington Capo: 3rd Fret (verse 1) D I was sittin' there, sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck F#m Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up G She had to be thinkin "this is A Bm where rednecks come from" (verse 2) D She had Hollywood written on her license plate F#m She was lost and lookin for the interstate G A Needin' directions and I was the man for the job D (chorus) G A I told her way up yonder past the caution light G There's a little country store with an (A)old coke sign G A You gotta stop and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet (Bm) tea G A Then a left will take you to the interstate G A (one strum) And a right will bring you right back here to me (D) (verse 1 chords) D I was sittin' there, thinkin 'bout her perty face F#m Kickin' myself for not catching her name G A I threw my hat and thought, you fool, it could have been (Bm)love (verse 2) D I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down, F#m she probably didn't like me anyhow G A So I watched her disappear into a cloud of dust (D) (chorus) G A I told her way up yonder past the caution light G There's a little country store with an (A)old coke sign G A You gotta stop and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet (Bm) tea G A Then a left will take you to the interstate G A (one strum) And a right will bring you right back here to me (D) (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 The woman of my dreams comin' back to me (Bm A G) (chorus chords) G A She went way up yonder past the caution light G A Don't know why, but somethin' felt right G A When she stopped and asked Ms. Bell For some of her sweet tea Bm G Mama gave her a big ol' glass and A D Sent her right back here to me G A Thank God for good directions, and turnip greens (D)