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