Lobo - Intro / Me And You And A Dog Named Boo (LP Ver.)

I remember to this day the bright red Georgia clay,
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.
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.

I can still recall the wheat fields of Saint Paul,
And the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen.
I remember to this day the bright red Georgia clay,
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.
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.

I can still recall the wheat fields of Saint Paul,
And the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen.

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