| I’m growing tired of the big city lights
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| Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights
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| In all my dreams I am roaming once more
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| Back to my home on that old river shore
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| I am sad and weary far away from home
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| Miss the Mississippi and you, dear
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| Days are dark and dreary and everywhere I roam
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| Miss the Mississippi and you
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| Roaming the wide world over
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| Always alone and blue, so blue
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| Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven’s dome
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| Miss the Mississippi and you
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| Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
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| Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
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| Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-ee-del-lay-ee
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| Memories are bringing happy days of your
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| Miss the Mississippi and you
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| Mockingbirds are singing 'round the cabin door
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| Miss the Mississippi and you
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| Roaming the wide world over
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| Always alone and blue, so blue
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| Longing for my homeland, muddy water shore
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| Miss the Mississippi and you
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| Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
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| Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
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| Mississippi and you |