Karaoké Me and You and a Dog Named Boo Lobo

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 women's mind told me that's so

Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again

Me and you and a dog named Boo

Traveling and living off the land

Me and you and a dog named Boo

How I love being a free man

I can still recall the wheat fields of Saint Paul

And the morning we got caught robbing from an old hen

Old Mac Donald he made us work

But then he paid us for what it was worth

Another tank of gas and back on the road again

Me and you and a dog named Boo

Traveling and living off the land

Me and you and a dog named Boo

How I love being a free man

I'll never forget the day we motored stately into big LA

The lights of the city put settling down in my brain

Though it's only been a month or so that old car's begging us to go

We've gotta get away and get back on the road again

Me and you and a dog named Boo

Traveling and living off the land

Me and you and a dog named Boo

How I love being a free man

Me and you and a dog named Boo

Traveling and living off the land

Me and you and a dog named Boo

How I love being a free man

Me and you and a dog named Boo

Traveling and living off the land