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Alan Jackson

Chattahoochee

 

Chattahoochee

(album: A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) - 1992)


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
Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
Never had a plan, just a living 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 living and a little 'bout love.

Ya ha

Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
I was willing but she wasn't ready
So I 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
Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
Never had a plan, just a living for the minute.

Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahochee
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 living and a little 'bout love.

Well, way down yonder on the Chattahochee

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 I 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
Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
Never had a plan, just a living for the minute.

Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahochee
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 living and a little 'bout love.

A lot about living and a little 'bout love.

Ya he

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