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Instrumental Intro
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E|-----------------|----3---------|----------------|-----------------------|
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B|-----------------------|-----------|-------------|------------5sm-----5--|
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A|----7-----7--------6/7-|------5hbr-|-3----------5/7----------------------|
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Verse 1
C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
G C
it gets hotter than a hoochie-coochie.
C
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt.
C G C
We got a little crazy, but we never got caught.
Chorus
F
Down by the river on a Friday night,
C
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight,
F
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women.
D7 G
Never had a plan; just-a livin' for the minute.
Verse 2
C
Yeah 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 about living and a little 'bout love.
Instrumental Break (like Intro, but without first two measures)
Verse 3
C
Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy;
G
I was willin? but she wasn't ready.
C
So I settled for a burger and a grape Snocone.
G
I dropped her off early but, I didn't go home.
Chorus
Instrumental Break (Fiddle, chords like chorus)
Chorus
A lot about living and a little 'bout love
Instrumental outro (like Intro)
Fills 1st and 3rd line Fills 1st and Turn around at end of
of Verses 3rd line of Chorus Chorus exc. last Chorus
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A|----------3----------|------------3----|------------0-----2---|
E|---------------------|-----------------|-2h3--3--3------------|
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