I remember to this day, the bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires after the summer rain
Will power made that old car go
A woman's mind told me that it's so
Oh how I wish we were back on the road again

Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin' and livin' 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 St. Paul
And the mornin' we got caught, robbin' from an old hen
Old McDonald 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
Travellin' and livin' off thе land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love bеing a free man

Well 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 a month or so
That old car's bugging us to go
We've gotta get away and get back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin' and livin' 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
Travellin' and livin' 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...