About the song
Let me introduce you to a timeless country classic that has been delighting audiences for decades: “Chattahoochee” by Alan Jackson. This upbeat and infectious song, released in 1993, is a celebration of summer, youth, and the joys of growing up in the American South.
Alan Jackson, a renowned country music artist known for his traditional sound and relatable lyrics, co-wrote “Chattahoochee” with Jim McBride. It was featured on his album “A Lot About Livin’ (And a Little ’bout Love)”, which was released in 1992. The song quickly became one of Jackson’s signature hits, earning him multiple awards and cementing his status as one of country music’s most beloved artists.
“Chattahoochee” topped the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart for four consecutive weeks and also reached number two on the Billboard Hot 100 chart, showcasing its widespread appeal beyond the country music genre. Its catchy melody, coupled with Jackson’s distinctive twang and storytelling prowess, resonated with listeners across the nation.
The song’s lyrics paint a vivid picture of carefree summer days spent on the Chattahoochee River, where the protagonist learns life lessons, falls in love, and creates cherished memories with friends. It captures the essence of youthful exuberance and nostalgia, evoking a sense of warmth and familiarity that listeners of all ages can relate to.
With its irresistible charm and timeless appeal, “Chattahoochee” remains a beloved classic in Alan Jackson’s extensive repertoire, continuing to evoke smiles and sing-alongs whenever it graces the airwaves. So sit back, relax, and let the infectious groove of “Chattahoochee” transport you to a simpler time of sun-soaked days and endless adventures.
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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
Yeah, that’s right