Lyrics of What i really mean

Drove from albuquerque to ft. smith, arkansas
Then all the way to new orleans in time for mardi gras
You should have seen... the craziness down there
What i really mean... i wish you were here

And we were down on beale street, memphis, tennessee
With the blues, the booze, the bar-b-q's, our name on the marquee
And you should have seen... the crowd we drew in there
What i really mean... i wish you were here

I'm sending you this postcard
To tell you that i'm fine
And let you know wherever i go
You never leave my mind

Broke down in kentucky; in richmond there was snow
We saw our friends in charlotte; we played on the radio
And you should have seen... us singin' on the air
What i really mean... i wish you were here

I'm sending you this postcard
To tell you that i'm fine
And let you know wherever i go
You never leave my mind

Tonight we're in the city, and it's like disneyland
But i'm sick and tired and i can't wait to get back home again
And i have this dream... you'll be waitin' there
What i really mean... i wish you were here
What i really mean... i wish you were here