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)