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Alan Jackson-Chattahoochee
From: adams@wdl1.wdl.loral.com (Jimmy Adams)
Corrections and Comments welcome.
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C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
G C
Its get hotter than a Hoochie-Koochie
C
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
C G C
We got a little crazy but we never got caught
F
Down by the river on a Friday night
C
A few Miller cans in the pale moonlight
F
Talkin’ ’bout cars and dreamin’ ’bout women
D7 G
Never had a plan, just alivin’ for the minute
Chorus
C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
G
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
C
But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
G
A lot ’bout living and a little ’bout love
We fogged up the window in my ole chevy
I was willin but she wasn’t ready’
So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone
I dropped her off early but I didn’t go home
Down by the river on a Friday night
A few Miller can in the pale moonlight
Talkin’ ’bout cars and dreamin’ ’bout women
Never had a plan, just alivin’ for the minute
Chorus
