I read the paper and I hear the news.I search the heavens vainly
for clues.Where has he gone to, and where can he be?I need
someone, we need someone.Come back, Jimmy Dean.Yesterday morning
I read in the Times,things cost a dollar that once cost a
dime.And everyone's lonely 'cause everyone's
free.I need someone. We need someone.Come back, Jimmy Dean.All
our loves are loved and lost.Our hearts all hung with rust.All
the golden birds and lads all must,like chimney sweeps, come to
dust.I'll pour a drink; adjust my TV,and stare at the
shadows that stare out at me.I have no expectations, oh, but
occasionallyI need someone. You were someone.Come back, Jimmy
Dean.I need someone. You were someone.Please come back, Jimmy
Dean.