Chords for Intro / Me and You and a Dog Named Boo
Tempo:
120.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
C#
E
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[F#] I've still got those [G#m] country feelings, and their roots are [F#] in my soul.
When I'm so tired I [G#m] can't take it, [B]
of this life that I've been sold.
[F#] I turn off the [G#m] world around me, and go drifting back [F#] in line.
As those same old [G#m] country feelings, [B] just come flowing [F#] across my mind.
I remember to this day, the [B] bright [C#] red Georgia [F#] clay.
How it stuck to the tires, after [C#] the summer rain.
[F#] Bill Powell made that old car go, a [B] woman's mind, [C#] he left [F#] so.
Oh how I wish we [E] were back on the road [B] again.
Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [E] how I love being a [F#] free man.
I can still recall, [B] the wheat fields of [F#] St.
Paul.
And the morning we got caught, robbing from [C#] an old hen.
[F#] Old MacDonald he made us work, but [B] then he paid us for what it [F#] was worth.
Another tank of gas [E] and, back on the road [B] again.
Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man.
I'll never forget that day, we [B] moored at Stately at the Big [F#] LA.
The lights of the city put settling down in [C#] my brain.
Though it's [F#] only been a month or so, that [B] old car's bugging us to [F#] go.
We gotta get away and [E] get back on the road [B] again.
Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man.
[B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me and [C#] you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love being [B] a [F#] free man.
[B] Me and [C#] you and a [F#] dog named Boo.
[B]
[C#]
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[F#] I've still got those [G#m] country feelings, and their roots are [F#] in my soul.
When I'm so tired I [G#m] can't take it, [B]
of this life that I've been sold.
[F#] I turn off the [G#m] world around me, and go drifting back [F#] in line.
As those same old [G#m] country feelings, [B] just come flowing [F#] across my mind.
I remember to this day, the [B] bright [C#] red Georgia [F#] clay.
How it stuck to the tires, after [C#] the summer rain.
[F#] Bill Powell made that old car go, a [B] woman's mind, [C#] he left [F#] so.
Oh how I wish we [E] were back on the road [B] again.
Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [E] how I love being a [F#] free man.
I can still recall, [B] the wheat fields of [F#] St.
Paul.
And the morning we got caught, robbing from [C#] an old hen.
[F#] Old MacDonald he made us work, but [B] then he paid us for what it [F#] was worth.
Another tank of gas [E] and, back on the road [B] again.
Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man.
I'll never forget that day, we [B] moored at Stately at the Big [F#] LA.
The lights of the city put settling down in [C#] my brain.
Though it's [F#] only been a month or so, that [B] old car's bugging us to [F#] go.
We gotta get away and [E] get back on the road [B] again.
Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man.
[B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
[B] Me and [C#] you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love being [B] a [F#] free man.
[B] Me and [C#] you and a [F#] dog named Boo.
[B]
[C#]
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Key:
F#
B
C#
E
G#m
F#
B
C#
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ I've still got those [G#m] country feelings, _ _ _ _ and their roots are [F#] in my soul.
_ _ _ _ When I'm so tired I [G#m] can't take it, _ _ [B] _
_ of this life that I've been sold. _
[F#] _ _ _ _ I turn off the [G#m] world around me, _ _ _ _ and go drifting back [F#] in line. _
_ _ _ As those same old [G#m] country feelings, _ _ _ [B] _ just come flowing [F#] across my mind. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I remember to this day, the [B] bright [C#] red Georgia [F#] clay.
_ _ _ How it stuck to the tires, after [C#] the summer rain.
_ _ _ _ [F#] Bill Powell made that old car go, a [B] woman's mind, [C#] he left [F#] so.
_ _ Oh how I wish we [E] were back on the road [B] again.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ [B] Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [E] how I love being a [F#] free man. _ _ _ _
_ _ I can still recall, _ [B] the wheat fields of [F#] St.
Paul.
_ And the morning we got caught, robbing from [C#] an old hen. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] Old MacDonald he made us work, but [B] then he paid us for what it [F#] was worth.
_ _ Another tank of gas [E] and, back on the road [B] again.
_ _ Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ [B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man. _ _ _ _
_ I'll never forget that day, we [B] moored at Stately at the Big [F#] LA. _
_ The lights of the city put settling down in [C#] my brain. _ _ _ _
Though it's [F#] only been a month or so, that [B] old car's bugging us to [F#] go.
_ We gotta get away and [E] get back on the road [B] again.
_ _ Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ _ [B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man.
_ _ [B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ _ [B] Me and [C#] you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love being [B] a [F#] free man.
_ [B] Me and [C#] you and a [F#] dog named Boo.
_ [B] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ I've still got those [G#m] country feelings, _ _ _ _ and their roots are [F#] in my soul.
_ _ _ _ When I'm so tired I [G#m] can't take it, _ _ [B] _
_ of this life that I've been sold. _
[F#] _ _ _ _ I turn off the [G#m] world around me, _ _ _ _ and go drifting back [F#] in line. _
_ _ _ As those same old [G#m] country feelings, _ _ _ [B] _ just come flowing [F#] across my mind. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I remember to this day, the [B] bright [C#] red Georgia [F#] clay.
_ _ _ How it stuck to the tires, after [C#] the summer rain.
_ _ _ _ [F#] Bill Powell made that old car go, a [B] woman's mind, [C#] he left [F#] so.
_ _ Oh how I wish we [E] were back on the road [B] again.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ [B] Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [E] how I love being a [F#] free man. _ _ _ _
_ _ I can still recall, _ [B] the wheat fields of [F#] St.
Paul.
_ And the morning we got caught, robbing from [C#] an old hen. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] Old MacDonald he made us work, but [B] then he paid us for what it [F#] was worth.
_ _ Another tank of gas [E] and, back on the road [B] again.
_ _ Me [C#] and you [F#] and a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ [B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man. _ _ _ _
_ I'll never forget that day, we [B] moored at Stately at the Big [F#] LA. _
_ The lights of the city put settling down in [C#] my brain. _ _ _ _
Though it's [F#] only been a month or so, that [B] old car's bugging us to [F#] go.
_ We gotta get away and [E] get back on the road [B] again.
_ _ Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ _ [B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love [B] being a [F#] free man.
_ _ [B] Me [C#] and you and [F#] a dog named Boo, [B] traveling [C#] and living [F#] off the land.
_ _ [B] Me and [C#] you and [F#] a dog named Boo, how [E] I love being [B] a [F#] free man.
_ [B] Me and [C#] you and a [F#] dog named Boo.
_ [B] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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