Drove from Albuquerque to Ft. Smith, Arkansas
Then all the way to New Orleans in time for Mardi Gras
You should have seen... the craziness down there

What I really mean... I wish you were here

And we were down on Beale Street, Memphis, Tennessee

With the blues, the booze, the bar-B-Q's, our name on the marquee
And you should have seen... the crowd we drew in there
What I really mean... I wish you were here


I'm sending you this postcard
To tell you that I'm fine

And let you know wherever I go
You never leave my mind


Broke down in Kentucky; in Richmond there was snow
We saw our friends in Charlotte; we played on the radio
And you should have seen... us singin' on the air

What I really mean... I wish you were here

I'm sending you this postcard

To tell you that I'm fine
And let you know wherever I go
You never leave my mind


Tonight we're in the city, and it's like Disneyland
But I'm sick and tired and I can't wait to get back home again

And I have this dream... you'll be waitin' there
What I really mean... I wish you were here
What I really mean... I wish you were here