Me An 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 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

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

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've gotta get away and get back on

The road again