Lobo – Me you and a Dog Named Boo

 

 

Lobo – Me you and a Dog Named Boo

I remember to this dayThe bright red Georgia clayAnd how it stuck to the tires after the summer rainWillpower made that old car goA woman’s mind told me that soOh, how I wish we were back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the landMe and you and a dog named BooHow I love being a free man
Now I can still recallThe wheat fields of St. PaulAnd the morning we got caught robbing from an old henOld McDonald, he made us workBut then he paid us for what it was worthAnother tank of gas and back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the landMe and you and a dog named BooHow I love being a free man
Now I’ll never forget the dayWe motored stately into big L.A.The lights of the city put settlin’ down in my brainThough it’s only been a month or soThat old car’s buggin’ us to goWe gotta get away and get back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the landMe and you and a dog named BooHow I love being a free man
Me and you and a dog named BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the landMe and you and a dog named BooHow I love being a free man
Me and you and a dog named BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the landMe and you and a dog named BooHow I love being a free man