(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