BILLY CURRINGTON | Good Direction Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

BILLY CURRINGTON | Good Direction Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

Published on May 25, 2020 by guitarchordslyrics

Song Scale: F Major
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 124
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
 (Intro)
 
 F Am Bb C F C
 
 Verse 1
                        F
 I was sitting there, selling turnips on a flatbed truck
  Am
 Crunching on a pork rind when she pulled up
       Bb                             C                  Dm   Bb
 She had to be thinking, “This is where rednecks come from”
  Bb C        F
 She had Hollywood written on her license plate
            Am
 She was lost and looking for the Interstate
  Bb                  C                           F
 Needing 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                         Dm
 You got to stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
         Bb                          Gm
 Then a left will take you to the Interstate
         Bb                     C               F  C
 But a right will bring you right back here to me
 
 (Verse-2)
                       F
 I was sitting there, thinking about her pretty face
 Am
 Kicking myself for not catching her name
 Bb                                  C                      Dm Bb C 
 I threw my hat, and thought, you fool, it could have 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 into 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                         Dm
 You got to stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
         Bb                          Gm
 Then a left will take you to the Interstate
         Bb                     C               F   
 But a right will bring you right back here to me
 
 (Bridge)
          Bb                      C
 Is this Georgia heat playing tricks on me?
       F         Fmaj7             Dm
 Or am I really seeing what I think I see?
       Bb            C                  Bb
 The woman of my dreams coming back to me
 
 [INSTRUMENTAL] 
 
 F Am Bb C F
 
 (Chorus)
           Bb                         C
 She went way up yonder past the caution light
 Bb                      C
 Don’t know why, but something felt right
             Bb                       C
 When she stopped in and asked Miss Bell
  C                     Dm  
 For some of her sweet tea
                  Bb
 Mama gave her a big old glass
                 C                F
 And sent her right back here to me
 
 [OUTRO]
        Bb                  C                 F
 Thank God for good directions, and turnip greens

Lyrics


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 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 it 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
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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