Luyện nghe bài hát Good Directions

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

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

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

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

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

She went way up yonder the caution light
know why, but somethin' felt right
When she stopped in and Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
gave her a big 'ol glass and sent her right back here to me

Thank God for directions...and turnip greens