I was sittin’ there   Sellin’ turnip’s on a flat bed truck   Crunchin’ on a pork rind when she pulled up   She had 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 in an’ ask Mrs. 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 though you fool   It coulda been love   I new 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 in an’ ask Mrs. 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 an’ asked Mrs. bell for some of her sweet tea   Momma gave her a big ol’ glass and sent her right back here to me      Thank God for good directions   And turnip greens