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+ (F4)- (F2)Capo on 4th.
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I remember to this day, the bright red Georga clay.
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And how it stuck to the tires, after the summer rain.
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Will power made that old car go,
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a womans mind told me so. Oh how I wish we were
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back on the road again.
Chorus...
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Me and you and a dog named Boo, travelin and livin off the land.
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Me and you and a dog named Boo, Oh how I love being a free man.
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I can still recall, the wheat fields of St. Paul.
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And the morning we got caught, robbing from an old hen.
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Old McDonald made us work,
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but then he paid us for what it was worth. Another tank of gas and,
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back on the road again.
(Chorus)
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I'l never forget that day, we motored stately into big L.A.
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The lights of the city put settlin down, in my brain.
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Though it's only been a month or so, that old car's buggin us to go.
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We've gotta get away and get back on the road again.
(Chorus)(2 times)
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