Me and You and a Dog Named Boo

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 my roamin' mind told me that's so How I wish that we were back on the road again Me and you and a dog named Boo Travelin' and a livin' off the land Me and you and a dog named Boo How I love being a free man I can still recall the wheatfields near St. Paul And in 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 Boo Travelin' and a livin' off the land Me and you and a dog named Boo How I love being a free man I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big L.A. The lights of the city put the settlin' down into my brain It's only been a month or so that old car's a buggin' us to go We gotta get away and get back on the road again Me and you and a dog named Boo Travelin' and a 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 Travelin' and a livin' off the land Me and you and a dog named Boo