I remember to this day
That bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tire
After the summer rain
Well, power made that old car go
My Roman mind told me that so
How I wish that we were
Back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Trapping and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
I love being a free man
I can still recall
How I wish that we were
The wheat fields near St. Paul
And the morning we got caught
Robbing from an old hen
Oh, MacDonald, he made us work
But then he paid us for what it was worth
Another tank of gas
And back on that road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Trapping and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
I love being a free man
I'll never forget that day
We motored stately in the big LA
The lights of the city
Put the settling down into my brain
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Been a month or so
But that old car's a bug in us to go
We gotta get away
And get back on that road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Trapping and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
I love being a free man
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Trapping and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo

Me and you and a dog named Boo
I love being a free man
Me and you and a dog named Boo