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