| Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
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| And miss it each night and day
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| I know I’m not wrong… this feeling’s gettin' stronger
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| The longer, I stay away
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| Miss them moss covered vines… the tall sugar pines
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| Where mockin' birds used to sing
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| And I’d like to see that lazy Mississippi… hurryin' into spring
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| The moonlight on the bayou… a Creole tune… that fills the air
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| I dream… about Magnolias in bloom… and I’m wishin' I was there
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| Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
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| When that’s where you left your heart
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| And there’s one thing more… I miss the one I care for
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| More than I miss New Orleans
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| The moonlight on the bayou… a Creole tune… that fills the air
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| I dream… about Magnolias in bloom… and I’m wishin' I was there
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| Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
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| When that’s where you left your heart
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| And there’s one thing more… I miss the one I care for
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| More… more than I miss… New Orleans |