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