Do you know what ii means to miss New Orleans
and miss it, each night and day
I know I'm not wrong, the feelings getting stronger 
the longer I stay away

Miss the moss covered vines
The tall sugar pines
Where mocking birds use to sing
And I'd like to see the lazy Mississippi
a hurryin into spring

The moonlight on the bayou
a Creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in June
And soon I'm wishing that I were there

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
where 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

 
Courtesy of RGrimm1954@aol.com