Chatahoochie

Alan Jackson

Tom: C

(intro)

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(verse 1)
C
Well, 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.

(refrão)
F
Down by the river on a Friday night,
C
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight,
F
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women.
D7					G
Never had a plan; just-a livin' for the minute.

(verse 2)
C
Yeah, 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 about living and a little 'bout love.

Instrumental Break (like Intro, but without first two measures)

(verse 3)
Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy;
I was willin but she wasn't ready.
So I settled for a burger and a grape Snocone.
I dropped her off early but, I didn't go home.

(refrão)
(instrumental break) (Fiddle, chords like chorus)

(refrão)
A lot about living and a little 'bout love

(instrumental outro - like intro)

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of Verses              3rd line of Chorus  Chorus exc. last Chorus

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