C F C I remember to this day, that bright red Georgia clayG7 And how it stuck to the tires, after the summer rainC F C Will power made that old car go, my woman's mind told me that's soG7 C Oh how I wish that we were back on the road againF G7 C Me and you and a dog named BooF G7 C Traveling and a living off the landF G7 C Me and you and a dog named BooG7 C How I love being a free manF C I can still recall, the wheat fields near St PaulG7 And in the morning we got caught, robbing from an old henC F C Old MacDonald he made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worthG7 C Another tank of gas.... and back on the road againF G7 C Me and you and a dog named BooF G7 C Traveling and a living off the landF G7 C Me and you and a dog named BooG7 C How I love being a free manF C I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big AG7 The lights of the city put the settling down into my brainC F C It's only been a month or so that old car's a bugging us to goG7 C We gotta get away and get back on the road againF G7 C Me and you and a dog named BooF G7 C Traveling and a living off the landF G7 C Me and you and a dog named BooG7 C How I love being a free man
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