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 woman's mind told me that it's 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
 I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big L.A.
 The lights of the city put settlin' down in my brain
 Though it's only been a month or so, that old car's 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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