I'm growing tired of the big city lights Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights In all my dreams I am roaming once more Back to my home on that old river shore I am sad and weary far away from home Miss the Mississippi and you, dear Days are dark and dreary and everywhere I roam Miss the Mississippi and you Roaming the wide world over Always alone and blue, so blue Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome Miss the Mississippi and you Roamin' the wide world over Always alone and blue, so blue Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome Miss the Mississippi and you