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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

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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

 
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Me and you and a dog named Boo
 
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Traveling and a living off the land

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Me and you and a dog named Boo 

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How I love being a free man

 
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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

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Old MacDonald he made us work,  but then he paid us for what it was worth

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Another tank of gas....  and back on the road again

 
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Me and you and a dog named Boo
 
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Traveling and a living off the land

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Me and you and a dog named Boo 

           G7           C
How I love being a free man

 
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I'll never forget that day  we motored stately into big A 

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The lights of the city put the settling down into my brain

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It's only been a month or so  that old car's a bugging us to go

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We gotta get away  and get back on the road again

 
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Me and you and a dog named Boo 

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Traveling and a living off the land

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Me and you and a dog named Boo 

           G7           C
How I love being a free man