Was released on March 17, 1993, reached number one on the US country charts on July 17 of 1993, and would remain 4 weeks in a row in number one, would also get the number one in the country lists of Canada.
Song written by Alan Jackson & Jim McBride, recorded in August 1992 for the Arista label, with the production of Keith Stegall, was released on March 17, 1993, reached number one on the US country charts on July 17 of 1993, and would remain 4 weeks in a row in number one, would also get the number one in the country lists of Canada. I also enter pop charts, reaching position number 46. The song would be included on the album, A Lot About Livin ‘(And a Little’ bout Love), third work for Arista (1992), also got the number one, in the lists U.S.
Billboard Top Country Albums. The album was recorded between May-June 1992, at the studios: Cayman Moon Recorders, Recording Arts, Sound Emporium Studios, Nashville, TN Castle Recording Studio, Franklin, TN.
It’s a song about having fun, grow and reach adulthood in a small town, which really applies to anyone across the country, not only for Chattahoochee.
Awards won for the song and the album:
Academy of Country Music:
Single Record of the Year, “Chattahoochee” 1993
Album of the Year, 1993Country Music Association:
Single of the Year, “Chattahoochee” 1993
Music Video of the Year, “Chattahoochee” 1993
Song of the Year, “Chattahoochee” 1994
The album got 6 platinum records, selling more than 6 million copies.
Alan Jackson - Chattahoochee Lyrics
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 little 'bout love
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
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
Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahochee
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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