Do you know what is means to miss new orleans
i miss it, each night and day
the longer i stay away
miss the moist covered vines
the tall sugar pines
where mocking birds use to sing
and i like to see the lazy mississippi
are hurrying to spring
the mardy grass memories
of creool tunes that fill the air
i dream of orleanders in june
and soon i'm wishing that i was there
do you know what is means to miss new orleans
and there is something more
i miss the one i care for
more than i miss new orleans