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 weve 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 hung with me
when all the others turned away
turned up their noise
We liked the same music
we liked the same bands
we liked the same clothes
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 aint nobody nowhere nohow
gonna ever understand me the way you did
Maybe you'll be out there
on that road somewhere
In some bus or train 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
Monday, July 07, 2008
Good luck, goodbye Bobby Jean
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