And the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen
Travellin' and livin' off the land
How I love bein' a free man
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again
Old Mac Donald made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worth
I can still recall the wheat fields of St. Paul
Travellin' and livin' off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love bein' a free man
Though it's only been a month or so, that old car's buggin' us to go
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love bein' a free man
Will power made that old car go, a woman's mind told me that it's so
You gotta get away and get back on the road again
I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big L.A.
Another tank of gas and back on the road again
The lights of the city put settlin' down in my brain
Travellin' and livin' off the land
