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 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
BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the land.
Me and you and a dog named
BooHow I love bein’ a free man.

Now I can still recall
The wheat-fields of Saint Paul
And the mornin’ we got caught
Robbin’ 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
BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the land.
Me and you and a dog named
BooHow I love bein’ a free man.

Now I’ll never forget that day
We motored stately into big L. A.
The lights of the city put
Settlin’ down in my brain,
Though it’s only been a month or so
That old car’s buggin’ us to go
You gotta get away and get back
On the road again.

Me and you and a dog named
BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the land.
Me and you and a dog named
BooHow I love bein’ a free man.

Me and you and a dog named
BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the land.
Me and you and a dog named BooHow
I love bein’ a free man.

Me and you and a dog named
BooTravellin’ and livin’ off the land.
Me and you and a dog named BooHow
I love bein’ a free man.