2 acessos
C F C I remember to this day, that bright red Georgia clay G7 And how it stuck to the tires, after the summer rain C F C Will power made that old car go, my woman's mind told me that's so G7 C Oh how I wish that we were back on the road again F G7 C Me and you and a dog named Boo F G7 C Traveling and a living off the land F G7 C Me and you and a dog named Boo G7 C How I love being a free man F C I can still recall, the wheat fields near St Paul G7 And in the morning we got caught, robbing from an old hen C F C Old MacDonald he made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worth G7 C Another tank of gas.... and back on the road again F G7 C Me and you and a dog named Boo F G7 C Traveling and a living off the land F G7 C Me and you and a dog named Boo G7 C How I love being a free man F C I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big A G7 The lights of the city put the settling down into my brain C F C It's only been a month or so that old car's a bugging us to go G7 C We gotta get away and get back on the road again F G7 C Me and you and a dog named Boo F G7 C Traveling and a living off the land F G7 C Me and you and a dog named Boo G7 C How I love being a free man