Bruce Springsteen - Bobby Jean
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 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 nose
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 that from the world we hid
Now there ain't 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
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 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 nose
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 that from the world we hid
Now there ain't 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
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