Jackson Alan - Chattahoochee - Аккорды, табы, тексты

		Chattahoochee

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>		C
(1)		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

>		C
Chorus:		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

(2)		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