Lyrics:

Cousins-Lambert-Cronk

Joey and me were out on the freeway leaving the city race
Out of the hustle, into the country, searching for open space
Shoulder to shoulder, mile for mile, but neither of us knew where
Sleeping at night out under the stars, inhaling the mountain air.

Under the open skies, living in paradise
Joey and me were free
Nobody else allowed, anyone more's a crowd
Joey and me makes three.

Often we talked of wasting our time and bridges that we had crossed
But mostly we looked in vain for ourselves forgetting that we were lost
Joey and me were two of a kind in love with our own ideals
Aiming to keep the gathering years in pace with our rolling wheels.

Under the open skies, living in paradise
Joey and me were free
Nobody else allowed, anyone more's a crowd
Joey and me makes three.

Let me tell you how it all went wrong
How me and Joey didn't belong
We were tripping the light fantastic
(Intergalactic) Joey and me.

The wilderness road had taken its toll, I knew I could never last
The lines had gone down in a flurry of snow, the winter was on us fast
I made my way back into the city, hitched to a guiding star
Joey is out on his own again, he's richer than me by far.

Under the open skies, living in paradise
Joey and me were free
Nobody else allowed, anyone more's a crowd
Joey and me makes three.

Under the open skies, living in paradise
Joey and me were free
Nobody else allowed, anyone more's a crowd
Joey and me makes three.

Under the open skies, living in paradise
Joey and me were free
Nobody else allowed, anyone more's a crowd
Joey and me makes three.

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