Me And You And A Dog Named Boo

I remember to this day, the bright red Georgia clay
How it stuck to the tires after the summer rain
Will power made that old car go, a womans mind told me that its so
Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin and livin off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love bein a free man
I can still recall the wheat fields of St. Paul
And the mornin we got caught robbin from an old hen
Old Mac Donald made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worth
Another tank of gas and back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin and livin off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love bein a free man
Ill never forget that day we motored stately into big L.A.
The lights of the city put settlin down in my brain
Though its only been a month or so, that old cars buggin us to go
You gotta get away and get back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin and livin off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love bein a free man
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