By Bill Halley

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 the old river shore


I am sad and weary far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you dear

Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
Miss the Mississippi and you


Roaming the wide world over
Always along and blue, so blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome

Miss the Mississippi and you

Memories are bringing happy days of yore

Miss the Mississippi and you
Mocking birds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss the Mississippi and you


Roamin the wide world over
Always alone and blue

Longing form my homeland, muddy water shore
Miss the Mississippi and you


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