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I was sittin� there sellin� turnips on a flatbed truck
Crunchin� or a pork rind when she pulled up
She had to be thinkin� “This is where the 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

[Chorus]
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
There�s a little country store with an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in 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, that coulda been love”
I knew my old Ford couldn�t run her down
She probably didn�t like me anyhow
So I watched her disappear in a cloud of dust.

[Chorus]
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
There�s a little country store with an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in 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

She went way up yonder past the caution light
Don�t know why, but somethin� felt right
When she stopped in and asked Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Mama gave her a big �ol glass and sent her right back here to me
Thank God for good directions… and turnip greens!


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