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Date: Tue, 16 Feb 1999 19:51:39 -0500
From: "Dale R. Potter" <drpotter@centuryinter.net>
Subject: chatahoochie  Alan Jackson
Status:   

Try this variation, I found it easier to play.

Alan Jackson -- Chatahoochie
From:@chetsa@hotmail.com (Dale Potter)

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Alan Jackson-Chattahoochee
From: adams@wdl1.wdl.loral.com (Jimmy Adams)
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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

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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

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