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 it's so
Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again.
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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 bein' a free man.
Now I can still recall the wheat fields of Saint Paul,
and the morning we got caught robbing from an old hen
Old MacDonald made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worth
Another tank of gas, and back on the road again.
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Now I'll never forget that 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.
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