I never had this kind-a-feeling with draggin'heart and brain a-reelin' What's the matter here's the matter Here's the thing that's really wrong me: Do you know what it 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 moss covered vines the tall sugar pines where mockingbirds used to sing And I'd like to see the lazy Mississippi A-hurrying into Spring The moonlight on the bayou a creole tune that fills the air I dream about of magnolias 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 |