Do you kn ow what it m eans to miss New Or - le ans
And m iss it each n ight and day?
I know I'm not wrong -- this feeling's gettin' str onger
The longer, I stay a - way .
Miss th em mo ss covered vi nes, the t all sugar pines
Where mockin' birds used to sin g;
And I'd like to see that lazy Mis - sis - si p - pi
Hurryin' into sp ring.
The moonlight on the bayou,
A Creole tune that fills the air;
I dream abou t Magnolia s in bloom
And I'm wishin' I was th ere.
Do you know what it mean s to mi ss New Or leans
When t hat's where you left your he art?
And t here's something more: I m iss the one I car e for
More than I miss N ew Orlea ns.