Chattahoochee

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

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 'bout love

Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy

I was willin' but she wasn't ready

So a 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 'bout love

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 'bout love

A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love

Yeah-hoo!

That's right