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Lyricist: Alan Jackson
Lyrics:
Well way down yonder on the 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
Down by the river on a Friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talkin' about cars and dreamin' about women Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
Yeah 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 A lot about livin' and a little about love Aw haw
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 snow cone I 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' about cars and dreamin' about women Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
Yeah 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 A lot about livin' and a little about love Well way down yonder on the 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
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 snow cone I 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' about cars and dreamin' about women Never had a plan just a living for the minute
Yeah 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 A lot about livin' and a little about love A lot about livin' and a little about love
Yeah-eee That's right
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