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