Il testo della Missouri

I often wish that i could see my old hometown once more
The old red school i went to with the little girl next door
I see that stopper bobbin' when the catfish start to bite
I see a blue sky framin' little clouds of snowy white

Missouri, i hear you callin' me
Missouri, you'll never let me be
Missouri, i know i can't be free
My heart will yearn till i return
Missouri's callin' me

In memory i still can see that oak tree on the lawn
And hear again the birds as sing and woke me at the dawn
And i remember mornings when i told my mother lies
So i could have a second helping of her apple pies

Missouri, i hear you callin' me
Missouri, you'll never let me be
Missouri, i know i can't be free
My heart will yearn till i return
Missouri's callin' me