Karaoké Bobby Jean Bruce Springsteen

Two, three, four

Ah

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

Now 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

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

Oh 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

Hey

Hey

Come on

Hey

Hey