Chattahoochee

Well, way down yonder on a Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochiecoochie
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' bout cars and dreamin' bout women
Never had a plan just a-livin' 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
A lot about 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 a-livin' 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
A lot about livin' and a little bout love

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