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 occasionally
I need someone
You were someone
Come back, Jimmy Dean
I need someone
You were someone
Please come back, Jimmy Dean.