Gypsy, Joe and Me

[Verse 1] We might have slept in a mail yard or camped by the riverbanks 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 wanted and the rest we didn't need Life was free and simple for Gypsy, Joe, and me Now Gypsy was my little dog I'd 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 Though he never said he loved me, I just always seemed to know While standing by the highway, a-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 standing here on the edge of this bridge Looking down I see The face of Joe and Gypsy, looking' up at me And somewhere in the distance I can hear them calling me Tonight we'll be together again Gypsy, Joe, and me Yea tonight we'll be together again Gypsy, Joe, and me