(Bill Haley)

I'm growing tired on the big city lights

Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights

In all my dreams I am roaming once more

Back to my home on the old river shore

I am sad and weary, far away from home

Miss the Mississippi and you



Days are dark and dreary

Everywhere I go

Miss the Mississippi and you



Roaming the wide world over

Always along and blue

Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's door

Miss the Mississippi and you



I'm growing tired on the big city lights

Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights

In all my dreams I am roaming once more

Back to my home on the old river shore

I am sad and weary, far away from home

Miss the Mississippi and you



Days are dark and dreary

Everywhere I go

Miss the Mississippi and you