Good Directions taby ukulele według Billy Currington

Intro: F  Am  Bb  C  F

Verse 1:             
                    F 
I was sittin' there sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
Am
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
Bb                      C                              Dm     Bb C
She had to be thinkin' "This is where Rednecks come from"
F
She had Hollywood written on her license plate
Am
She was lost and lookin' for the interstate
Bb                     C                      F
Needin' directions and I was the man for the job

[Chorus]
Bb                                 C
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
Bb                                     C
There's a little country store with an old Coke sign
Bb                             C                           D  
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Bb                               C
Then a left will take you to the interstate
Bb                         C                  F
But a right will bring you right back here to me

Verse
F                                      
I was sittin' there thinkin' 'bout her pretty face
Am
Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name
Bb                               C                        Dm     Bb C
I threw my hat and thought, "You fool, that could've been love"
F
I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down
Am
She probably didn't like me anyhow
Bb                    C                  F
So I watched her disappear in a cloud of dust.

[Chorus]
Bb                                 C
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
Bb                                     C
There's a little country store with an old Coke sign
Bb                             C                           D  
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Bb                               C
Then a left will take you to the interstate
Bb                         C                  F
But a right will bring you right back here to me

Solo Chords: F   Am   Bb  C  F

Bridge
Bb                           C
Is this Georgia heat playin' tricks on me
      Dm       C               Bb
Or am I really seein' what I think I see
Bb              C                     F
The woman of my dreams comin' back to me

chorus
Bb                              C               
She went way up yonder past the caution light

Don't know why, but somethin' felt right
Bb                                  C                   Dm
When she stopped in and asked Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Bb                                         C                   F
Mama gave her a big 'ol glass and sent her right back here to me

Bb                 C (STOP)     
Thank God for good directions: and turnip greens