I’m growing tired of the big city life
Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I’m longing once more
To be back in your arms on the old river shore
I’m so sad and weary and far away from home
I miss the Mississippi and you, dear
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
I miss the Mississippi and you
Roaming this wide world over
Always alone and blue so blue
Longing for my homeland on that muddy-water shore
I miss the Mississippi and you
Memories are bringing happy days of yore
I miss the Mississippi and you, dear
Mocking birds are singing round my cabin door
I miss the Mississippi and you
Roaming this wide world over
Always alone and blue so blue
Nothing seems to cheer me
Under heaven’s dome
I miss the Mississippi and you
Oooohhh
The Mississippi and you
