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Melody 10.0
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Vocal 10.0
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Alan Jackson - Chattahoochee (Extended Mix) Lyrics

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TitleChattahoochee (Extended Mix)
ArtistAlan Jackson
AlbumGreatest Hits Collection (1995) , Track 1 ,
Very Best of Alan Jackson [BMG International] (2004) , Track 6
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(J.McBride-A.Jackson)

Well, way down yonder on the chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We laid rubber on the Georgian asphalt
We got a little crazy but we never got caught.

Down by the river on a Friday night
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talkn' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
Never had a plan just livin' for the minute.

Well, 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
Lotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love.

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 snow cone
Dropped her off early but I didn’t go home.

Down by the river on a Friday night
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
Never had a plan just alivin' for the minute.

Well, way down yonder on a chattahoochee
Never knew how much that  muddy water meant to me
But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
Lotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, way down yonder on a 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.

--- Instrumental ---

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 snow cone
Dropped her off early but I didn’t go home.

Down by the river on a Friday night
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
Never had a plan just alivin' for the minute.

Well, 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
Lotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love.
Lotta 'bout livin' but a little 'bout love.

Yaee.
That's nice...
lyrics submitted by Emily
lyrics corrected by GeeWhiz on 18-03-2007




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