Intro:Drums=4/Guitar=10, Well, way down yonder on the Chatta-hoochee it gets hotter than a Hoo-chie-coo-chie. We laid rubber on the Georgia ashalt, we got a little crazy but we never got caught (pre-Chorus) yramid of cans in the plking bout cars and dream-in bout women. ) (Chorus) Yeah, way down yonder on the Chatta-Hoochee, never knew how much that muddy water e. But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was. A lot a-bout livin and a ) (2nd time fiddle solo F=7) (Last pass end)A lot o-bout livin and ve. (Drums=3/Guitar solo) That's right. (verse2) Well. we fogged up the windows in my old chevy I was willin but she wasnt ready so, I settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone I dropped her off early but I didn't go home (pre-Chorus) Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee It gets hotter than a Hoo-Chie- coo-chie We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt, we got alittle crazy but we never got caught (Fiddle sole F=7 Guitar Solo )(verse 2)