What I Really Mean

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Drove from Albuquerque to Ft. Smith Arkansas
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All the way to New Orleans in time for Mardi Gras
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You should have seen, the craziness down there
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What I really mean, I wish you were here
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We were down on Beale Street, Memphis Tennessee
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With the blues, the booze and barbeques and our name on the marquee
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And you should have seen, the crowd we drew in there
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What I really mean, I wish you were here

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I’m sending you this postcard to tell you that I’m fine
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To let you know where I go, you never leave my mind
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We broke down in Kentucky, in Richmond there was snow
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Saw our friends in Charlotte, we played on the radio
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And you should have seen us singin’ on the air
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What I really mean, I wish you were here

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I’m sending you this postcard to tell you that I’m fine
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To let you know where I go, you never leave my mind
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Tonight we’re in the city, it’s like Disneyland
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But I’m sick and tired and I can’t wait to get back home again
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And I had this dream, you'll be waitin’ there
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What I really mean, I wish you were here
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What I really mean, I wish you were here

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