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 moist-covered vines
The tall sugar pines
Where mockingbirds used to sing
And I′d like to see the lazy
Mississippi
A hurrying to 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.
Effortlessly
beautiful.
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