G
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
D G
Its get hotter than a Hoochie-Koochie
G
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
G D G
We got a little crazy but we never got caught
C
Down by the river on a Friday night
G D G
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
C
Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
A7 D
Never had a plan, just alivin' for the minute
G
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
D G
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
G
But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
D G
A lot 'bout living and a little 'bout love
G
We fogged up the window in my ole Chevy
D G
I was willin' but she wasn't ready
G
So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone
G D G
I dropped her off early but I didn't go home
C
Down by the river on a Friday night
G D G
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
C
Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
A7 D
Never had a plan, just alivin' for the minute
G
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
D G
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
G
But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
D G
A lot 'bout living and a little 'bout love
D G
A lot 'bout living and a little 'bout love
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