Luyện nghe bài hát Good Directions

I was sittin' there turnips on a flatbed truck
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she 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 told her way up yonder past the light
There's a little country store with an old Coke
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her tea
Then a left will take you to the
But a right will bring you right back to me

I was sittin' thinkin' 'bout her pretty 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 didn't like me anyhow
So I watched her disappear in a of dust

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

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

She way up yonder past the caution light
Don't know why, but somethin' right
When she in and asked 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 good directions...and greens