Bobby Jean

Two, three, four
Hey
Hey

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
Me and you, we′ve known each other
Ever since we were 16
I wished I would have known
I wished I could have called you
Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean
Now you 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 from the world we hid
Now there ain′t nobody, nowhere, no how
Gonna ever understand me the way you did
Well, maybe you’ll be out there on that road somewhere
In some bus or train travelling 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