(Bill Halley)

I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamor 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, you
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
Miss the Mississippi and you.

Rolling the wide world over
Always alone and blue
Nothin' seems to cheer me under heaven's dome
Miss the Mississippi and you.

--- Instrumental ---

I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamor tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore.

Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Mississippi and you...