I'm growing tired of the big cities' lights,
tired of the glamour, and tired of the sights.
In all my dreams I'm roaming once more,
down 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.
Rolling the wide world over,
always alone and blue, blue.
Nothing seems to cheer me
under heaven's dome,
miss the mississippi, and you.
(Yodel)
Memories are bringing
happy days of you're
miss the mississippi and you.
Mockingbirds are ringing around the cabin door
miss the mississippi and you.
Rolling the whole world over
always alone and blue, so blue.
Longing for my homeland
muddy water shore,
Miss the mississippi, and you.
(Yodel)