New Orleans

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans

And miss it each night and day?

I know I'm not wrong... the feeling's gettin' stronger

The longer, I stay away.

Miss the moss covered vines...the tall sugar pines

Where mockin' birds used to sing

And I'd like to see that lazy Mississippi...hurryin' into spring.

Oh, the Mardi Gras...the memories....of Creole tunes....that fill the air

I dream...of Oleanders in June....and soon I'm wishin' that I was there.

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans

When that's where you left your heart?

And there's something more...I miss the one I care for

More than I miss New Orleans.

________________________ - Louis Armstrong