Bobby Jean

Two, three, four

Well, I came by your house the other day

Your mother said you went away

She said there was nothing that I could have done

There was nothing nobody could say

That me and you, we've known each other ever since we were sixteen

I wished I would have known

I wished I could have called you

Just to say goodbye, Bobby Jean

Now, you've hung with me when all the others

Turned away, turned up their nose

We liked the same music, we liked the same bands

We liked the same clothes

Yeah, we told each other that we were the wildest

The wildest things we'd ever seen

Now I wished you would have told me

I wished I could have talked to you

Just to say goodbye, Bobby Jean

Now, we went walking in the rain

Talking about the pain that from the world we hid

Now there ain't nobody, nowhere, nohow

Gonna ever understand me the way you did

But maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere

Some bus or train that's traveling along

In some motel room, there'll be a radio playing

And you'll hear me sing this song

Well, if you do, you'll know I'm thinking of you

And all the miles in between

And I'm just calling one last time

Not to change your mind, but just to say I miss you, baby

Good luck, goodbye, Bobby Jean