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