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
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
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
But a right will bring you
right back here to me
I was sittin' there
thinkin' 'bout her pretty face
Kickin' myself
for not catchin' her name
I threw my hat
And thought you fool
It could-a been love
I knew my old Ford
couldn't run her down
She probably didn't
like me anyhow
So I watched her disappear
into a cloud of dust
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
But a right will bring you
right back here to me
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 ee ee
She went way up yonder
past the caution light
Don't know why
But somethin' felt right
When she stopped
and asked Miss Bell
for some of her sweet tea
Mama gave her a
big ole glass
And sent her
right back here to me
Thank God
for good directions
and turnip greens