1. [F]I remember to this day the [Bb]bright red Georgia [F]clay
And how it stuck to the times after the summer [C]rain
Will [F]power made that old car goes
A woman’s [Bb]mind told me that’s [F]so
Oh how I wish we were [Eb]back on the road a- [F]gain [F]x3[Bb][F]x3[Bb]
2. [Bb]Me, and [C]you and a [F]dog named Boo
[Gm]Travellin’ and livin’ off the [F]land
[Bb]Me, and [C]you and a [F]dog named Boo
How I [Eb]love being a free [F]man
Chorus: [F]Now I can still recall the [Bb]wheat fields of Saint [F]Paul
And the morning we got caught robbin’ from an old [C]hen
Old [F]McDonald he made us work
But then he [Bb]paid us for what it was [F]worth
Another tank of gas [Eb]back on the road a- [F]gain [F]x3[Bb]
3. [F]I’ll never forget the day we moved [Bb]sweely in to big [F]L.A.
The lights of the city put settlin’ down in my [C]brain
Though [F]it’s only been a month or so
That old [Bb]car’s bugging us to [F]go
We got to get away again [Eb]back on the road a- [F]gain [F]x3[Bb]
