Alan Jackson-Chattahoochee
From: adams@wdl1.wdl.loral.com (Jimmy Adams)
Corrections and Comments welcome.
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Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
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Its get hotter than a Hoochie-Koochie
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We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
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We got a little crazy but we never got caught
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Down by the river on a Friday night
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A few Miller cans in the pale moonlight
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Talkin` `bout cars and dreamin` `bout women
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Never had a plan, just alivin` for the minute
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Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
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never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
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But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
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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
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