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Alan Jackson: Chattahoochee

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Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

It gets hotter than a hoochie-coochie

We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt

We got a little crazy, but we never got caught

 

Down by the river on a Friday night

A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight

Talkin' bout cars and dreamin' bout women

Never had a plan; just a-livin' for the minute

 

Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me

But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was

A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love

 

Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy

I was willin, but she wasn't ready

So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone

I dropped her off early, but I didn't go home

 

Down by the river on a Friday night

A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight

Talkin' bout cars and dreamin' bout women

Never had a plan; just a-livin' for the minute

 

Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me

But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was

A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love

 

Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

It gets hotter than a hoochie-coochie

We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt

We got a little crazy, but we never got caught

 

Well we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy

I was willing, but she wasn't ready

So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone

Dropped her off early, but I didn't go home

 

Down by the river on a Friday night

A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight

Talkin' bout cars and dreamin' bout women

Never had a plan; just a-livin' for the minute

 

Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me

But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was

A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love

 

A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love

That's right.

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