Good Directions - Luke Bryan
Basically like the Billy Currington version with minor lyric changes.
Capo: 3rd Fret
D, F#m, G A, D
NC D
I was sittin' there, sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
F#m
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
G A Bm
She had to be thinkin' "this is where rednecks come from"
D
She had Hollywood written on her license plate
F#m
She was lost and lookin' for the interstate
G A D
Needin' directions and I was the man for the job
G A
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
G A
There's a little country store with an old coke sign
G A Bm
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
G A
Then a left will take you to the interstate
G A (one strum) D
But a right will bring you right back here to me
NC D
I was sittin' there, thinkin 'bout her pretty face
F#m
Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name
G A Bm
I threw my hat and said, you fool, there goes love
D
I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down,
F#m
she probably didn't like me anyhow
G A D
So I watched her disappear into a cloud of dust
G A
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
G A
There's a little country store with an old coke sign
G A Bm
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
G A
Then a left will take you to the interstate
G A D
But a right will bring you right back here to me
(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 Bm A G (one strum each)
The woman of my dreams comin' back to me
D, F#m, G A, D
G A
She went way up yonder past the caution light
G NC A
Don't know why, but somethin' felt right
G A Bm
When she stopped in and asked Ms. Bell for some of her sweet tea
G A D
Mama gave her a big ol' glass and sent her right back here to me
G A NC (D7 optional)
Thank God for good directions, and turnip greens
