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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Lead Vocals
Steven Van Zandt
Steven Van Zandt
Acoustic Guitar
Roy Bittan
Roy Bittan
Piano
Clarence Clemons
Clarence Clemons
Saxophone
Garry Tallent
Garry Tallent
Bass Guitar
Max Weinberg
Max Weinberg
Drums
Danny Federici
Danny Federici
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Producer
Steven Van Zandt
Steven Van Zandt
Producer
Jon Landau
Jon Landau
Producer
Chuck Plotkin
Chuck Plotkin
Producer
John Davenport
John Davenport
Assistant Engineer
Jeff Hendrickson
Jeff Hendrickson
Assistant Engineer
Bruce Lampcov
Bruce Lampcov
Assistant Engineer
Billy Straus
Billy Straus
Assistant Engineer
Zoe Yanakis
Zoe Yanakis
Assistant Engineer
Toby Scott
Toby Scott
Recording Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
And me and you, we've known each other
Yeah, ever since we were sixteen
I wished I would have known
I wished I could have called you
Just to say, "Goodbye, Bobby Jean"
[Verse 2]
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"
[Verse 3]
Now we went walking in the rain
Talking about the pain from the world we hid
Now there ain't nobody, nowhere, nohow
Gonna ever understand me the way you did
[Verse 4]
Well, maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere
In some bus or train just 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"
Written by: Bruce Springsteen
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