Luyện nghe bài hát Good Directions

I was sittin' there sellin' turnips on a truck
Crunchin' on a pork rind she pulled up
She had to be this is where rednecks come from
She had written on her license plate
She was lost and for the interstate
directions, and I was the man for the job

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

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

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

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

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

Thank God for good directions...and greens