Chattahoochie

From: * (Jimmy Adams)

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C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

Its get hotter than a 
G           C
Hoochie-Koochie

C
We laid rubber on the Georgia 
asphalt

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C                            G   
We got a little crazy but we 
      C
never got caught

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 women

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Never had a plan, just alivin' for
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 the minute

Chorus

C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

never knew how much that muddy water
 G
 meant to me


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

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A lot 'bout living and a little 
'bout love


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


Down by the river on a Friday night
A few Miller can in the pale 
moonlight
Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 
'bout women
Never had a plan, just alivin' for 
the minute

Chorus