About the song
“Chattahoochee” by Alan Jackson is a lively country anthem that celebrates the joys of youth and summer fun. Released in 1993 as part of his album “A Lot About Livin’ (And a Little ’bout Love),” the song quickly became one of Jackson’s most iconic hits.
Written by Alan Jackson himself along with Jim McBride, “Chattahoochee” is a nostalgic tribute to growing up in the South, complete with fishing, swimming, and making memories along the Chattahoochee River. Its catchy melody and upbeat tempo make it a favorite among fans of country music.
Upon its release, “Chattahoochee” soared to the top of the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart, claiming the number one spot and solidifying Jackson’s status as one of the genre’s biggest stars. Its success extended beyond country music, crossing over to the Billboard Hot 100, where it peaked at number two.
Beyond its chart success, “Chattahoochee” has become a beloved classic in Jackson’s catalog, cherished for its fun-loving spirit and relatable lyrics. Its enduring popularity is a testament to Jackson’s ability to capture the essence of Southern life in his music, resonating with listeners of all ages.
“Chattahoochee” remains a timeless anthem for summer fun, evoking memories of carefree days spent by the river. With its infectious energy and feel-good vibe, the song continues to be a favorite at parties, barbecues, and country music festivals, cementing its place as one of Alan Jackson’s greatest hits.
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Lyrics
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
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking ’bout cars and dreaming ’bout 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 litttle ’bout love
Ah ha
Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
I was willing 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 pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking ’bout cars and dreaming ’bout 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, 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
Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
I was willing 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 pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking ’bout cars and dreaming ’bout 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
A lot about livin’ and a little ’bout love
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