#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Alan Jackson-Chattahoochee From: adams@wdl1.wdl.loral.com (Jimmy Adams) Corrections and Comments welcome. e-------------------------------------------------------| B-------------------------------------------------------| G-----------------------------------0-------------------| D-------------------------------0-2---------------------| A--2/3-3-3---2/3-3-3---2/3-3-3--------------------------| E-------------------------------------------------------| e-------------------------------------------------------| B-------------------------------------------------------| G-------------------------------------------------------| D---------------------0-2-0-----------------------------| A--2/3-3-3---2/3-3-3--------3---------------------------| E-------------------------------------------------------| e-------------------------------------------------------| B-------------------------------------------------------| G-----------------------------------0-------------------| D-------------------------------0-2---------------------| A--2/3-3-3---2/3-3-3---2/3-3-3--------------------------| E-------------------------------------------------------| e---------------------------------------------------------| B---------------------1-----------------------------------| G-----------------------2-0---0---0-----------------------| D---------------------------2---2---0---------------------| A--2/3-3-3---2/3-3-3------------------3-------------------| E---------------------------------------------------------| C Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee G C Its get hotter than a Hoochie-Koochie 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 few Miller cans in the pale moonlight F Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women D7 G Never had a plan, just alivin' for the minute Chorus C 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 '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 Chorus