I remember to this day

The bright red Georgia clay

How it stuck to the tires after the summer rain

Willpower 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

Travelling and a-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 MacDonald, 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

Travelling and a-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 L.A.

The lights of the city put settling down in my brain

Though it's only been a month or so

That old car's bugging us to go

We gotta get away and get back on the road again



Me and you and a dog named Boo

Travelling and a-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

Travelling and a-living off the land

Me and you and a dog named Boo

How I love being a free man