We might have slept in the mayor's yard or camped by the river banks

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 backs

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 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 he was 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

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 a 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

Tonight we'll be together again Gypsy Joe and me