I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on that old river shore
I am sad and weary far away from home
I miss the Mississippi and you dear
Mocking birds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss the Mississippi and you
I keep roaming the wide world over
Always alone and blue, so blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome
Miss the Mississippi and you
Memories are bringing, happy days of young
Miss the Mississippi and you, dear
Mocking birds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss old Mississippi and you
I keep roaming the wide world over
Always alone and blue, so blue
Longing for my homeland
Muddy water shore
Miss the Mississippi and you