Jackson Alan - Chattahoochee, аккорды

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(1)Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
		    
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Its get hotter than a Hoochie-Koochie
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We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
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We got a little crazy but we never got caught
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Down by the river on a Friday night
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 few Miller cans in the pale moonlight
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Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
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Never had a plan, just alivin' for the minute

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Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
				   
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never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
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But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
			 
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 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
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 few Miller can in the pale moonlight
Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
Never had a plan, just alivin' for the minute

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