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I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires after the summer rain
Willpower made that old car go
A woman's mind told me that 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 St. Paul
And the morning we got caught robbing 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 the 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
We 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 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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