Luyện nghe bài hát Good Directions

I was sittin' sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
on a pork rind when she pulled up
She had to be thinkin' is where rednecks come from
She had Hollywood written on her plate
She was lost and lookin' for the
directions, and I was the man for the job

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

I was sittin' there thinkin' 'bout her face
Kickin' for not catchin' her name
I threw my hat and thought, 'you fool, that it coulda love.
I knew my old couldn't run her down
She probably like me anyhow
So I watched her in a cloud of dust

I told her way up past the caution light
There's a little country store an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for of her sweet tea
Then a will take you to the interstate
But a right will bring you right here to me

Is this heat playin' tricks on me
Or am I really what I think I see?
The woman of my dreams comin' to me

She went way up yonder past the light
Don't know why, but somethin' felt
When she stopped in and asked Bell for some of her sweet tea
gave her a big 'ol glass and sent her right back here to me

Thank God for good directions...and greens