Chattahoochee

C Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee G C It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie C We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt C G C We got a little crazy but we never got caught F Down by the river on a Friday night C A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight F Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women D7 G Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute C Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee G C Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me C But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was G C A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love C Well we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy G C I was willing but she wasn't ready C So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone G C Dropped her off early but I didn't go home F Down by the river on a Friday night C A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight F Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women D7 G Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute C Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee G C Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me C But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was G C A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love C Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee G C Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me C But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was G C A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love C G C A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love.