🎶 Chattahoochee

Well, [A#]way down yonder on the Chattahoochee it gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
[A#]We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt we got a little crazy but we never got caught
[Em]Down by the river on a Friday night A [A#]pyramid of cans in the [Db]pale moon[A#]light
[Em]Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women [D7]never had a plan just a [G7]livin' for the minute
Yeah, [A#]way down yonder on the Chattahoochee never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
But I [A#]learned how to swim and I learned who I was a lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love

Well, we [A#]fogged up the windows in my old Chevy I was willing but she wasn't ready
So I [A#]settled for a burger and a grape snow cone I dropped her off early but I didn't go home
[Em]Down by the river on a Friday night A [A#]pyramid of cans in the [Db]pale moon[A#]light
[Em]Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women [D7]never had a plan just a [G7]livin' for the minute
Yeah, [A#]way down yonder on the Chattahoochee never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
But I [A#]learned how to swim and I learned who I was a lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love⠀