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I remember to this day, that bright red Georgia clay
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And how it stuck to the tires, after the summer rain
C F C
Will power made that old car go, my woman's mind told me that's so
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Oh how I wish that we were back on the road again
F G7 C
Me and you and a dog named Boo
F G7 C
Traveling and a living off the land
F G7 C
Me and you and a dog named Boo
G7 C
How I love being a free man
F C
I can still recall, the wheat fields near St Paul
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And in the morning we got caught, robbing from an old hen
C F C
Old MacDonald he made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worth
G7 C
Another tank of gas.... and back on the road again
F G7 C
Me and you and a dog named Boo
F G7 C
Traveling and a living off the land
F G7 C
Me and you and a dog named Boo
G7 C
How I love being a free man
F C
I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big LA
G7
The lights of the city put the settling down into my brain
C F C
It's only been a month or so that old car's a bugging us to go
G7 C
We gotta get away and get back on the road again
F G7 C
Me and you and a dog named Boo
F G7 C
Traveling and a living off the land
F G7 C
Me and you and a dog named Boo
G7 C
How I love being a free man