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Me, You And a Dog Named Boo


I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires
After the summer rain.
Will power made that old car go
A woman's mind told me that'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 being a free man.

Now I can still recall
The wheat fields of Saint Paul
And the morning we got caught
robbin' from an old hen.
Old McDonald he 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 being a free man.

Now I'll never forget that day
We motored stately in to 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 bugging us to go
We got to 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 being a free man.

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 being a free man.

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 being a free man.



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