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 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 nad 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."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
