Gypsy, Joe and Me

We might have slept in a rail yard or camped by the river bank
 We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land and quenched our thirst with rain
 We never did allow no roots to grow beneath our feet
 Life just had no pattern for Gypsy Joe and me
 All we had was each other and the rags upon our back
 The closest thing to a home we new was some abandoned shack
 But we had all we needed and the rest we didn't need
 Life was free and simple for Gypsy Joe and me
 Now Gypsy was my little dog, I found by the road in a ditch
 And so I named him Gypsy, cause that name just seemed to fit
 Oh and Joe he was my man, the flower of my soul
 Thou he never said he loved me, I just always seemed to know
 While standing by the highway, thumbin' for a ride
 The speeding wheels of a passing car, took Gypsy's life
 I lost him where I found him and his loss was misery
 Now there's no more Gypsy, there's just Joe and me
 Well, the winter came and the snow did fall and the night was cold and still
 And the rags we wore were not enough and Joe he caught the chill
 And he told me how he loved me and in my arms he went to sleep
 Now there's no more Gypsy, no more Joe, there's just me
 While standin' here on the edge of this bridge lookin' down I see
 The face of Joe and Gypsy, lookin' back at me
 And somewhere in the distance I can hear them callin' me
 Tonight we'll be together again Gypsy, Joe and me
 Yeah, tonight we'll be together again Gypsy Joe and me...