Исполнитель: Jackson Alan Песня: Chattahoochie

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C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee


G		  C
Its get hotter than a Hoochie-Koochie


C
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt


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We got a little crazy but we 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


D7					G
Never had a plan, just alivin' for the minute


Chorus


C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee


G
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me



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


G
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