Chattahoochee
Alan Jackson
Verse 1
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Well, ‘way down yonder on the Chattahoochee      
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it gets hotter than a hoochie-coochie.
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We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt.
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We got a little crazy, but we never got caught.

Pre- Chorus
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Down by the river on a Friday night,
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pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight,
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talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women.
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Never had a plan; just-a livin' for the minute.

Chorus
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Yeah, ‘way down yonder on the Chattahoochee;
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never knew how much that muddy water meant to me,
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but I learned how to swim and I learned who I was;
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A lot about living and a little 'bout love.


BREAK
Verse 
Well, we fogged up the windows in my old 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.


Pre- Chorus
F
Down by the river on a Friday night,
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pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight,
F
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women.
D7                                      G
Never had a plan; just-a livin' for the minute.


BREAK
Chorus
C
Yeah, ‘way down yonder on the Chattahoochee;
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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 about living and a little 'bout love.

C
Well, ‘way down yonder on the Chattahoochee      
                      G           C                  
it gets hotter than a hoochie-coochie.
C
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt.
C                            G         C
We got a little crazy, but we never got caught.

Verse 3
Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy;
I was willin’ but she wasn't ready.
So I settled for a burger and a grape Snocone.
I dropped her off early but, I didn't go home.

Pre- Chorus
F
Down by the river on a Friday night,
C
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight,
F
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women.
D7                                      G
Never had a plan; just-a livin' for the minute.


Chorus
C
Yeah, ‘way down yonder on the Chattahoochee;
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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 about living and a little 'bout love.
A lot about living and a little 'bout love

God Bless, y'all! ~G