Chattahoochee taby ukulele według Alan Jackson

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
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It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
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We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
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We got a little crazy but we never got 
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caught
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Down by the river on a Friday night
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A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
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Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
D7                                     
Never had a plan just a livin' for the 
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minute



 
[Chorus A]
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Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
                                      G    
Never knew how much that muddy water meant 
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to me
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But I learned how to swim and I learned who
 I was
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A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love
 
[Turnaround]
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[Verse 2]
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Well we fogged up the windows in my old 
Chevy
                      G        C
I was willing but she wasn't ready
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So I settled for a burger and a grape snow 
cone
                             G         C
Dropped her off early but I didn't go home
F
Down by the river on a Friday night
C                         G         C
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
F
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
D7                                     
Never had a plan just a livin' for the 
G
minute
 
[Chorus A]
C
Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
                                      G    
Never knew how much that muddy water meant 
   C
to me
C
But I learned how to swim and I learned who
 I was
                         G            C
A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love
 
[Ride]
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F  C  G  C    F  D  G
 
[Chorus B]
C
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
 
[Ride]
F  C  G  C    F  D  G
 
[Turnaround]
C  G  C    C  G  C
 
[Verse 3]
C
Well we fogged up the windows in my old 
Chevy
                      G        C
I was willing but she wasn't ready
C
So I settled for a burger and a grape snow 
cone
                             G         C
Dropped her off early but I didn't go home
F
Down by the river on a Friday night
C                         G         C
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
F
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
D7                                     
Never had a plan just a livin' for the 
G
minute
 
[Chorus A]
C
Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
                                      G    
Never knew how much that muddy water meant 
   C
to me
C
But I learned how to swim and I learned who
 I was
                         G            C
A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love
C                           G          C
A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love.
 
[Outro]
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That's right!