Do you know what is means
To miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day?
I know I’m not wrong
The feeling’s getting stronger
The longer I stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar pines
Where mocking birds used to sing
And I’d like to see the lazy Mississippi
A hurrying into spring
The Mardi Gras memories
Of Creole tunes that filled the air
I dream of oleanders in June
And soon I’m wishing that I was there
Do you know what it means
To miss New Orleans
When that’s where you left your heart?
And there’s something more
I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans