C Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
Its get hotter than a G Hoochie-Kooc C hie
C We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
C We got a little crazy but we G never got C caught
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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 wo C men
D7 Never had a plan, just alivin' for the m G inute
C Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
never knew how much that muddy water G meant
to C me
C But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
A lot 'bout living and a G little 'bout l C ove
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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
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Alan Jackson
