I often wish the I could see My old hometown once more Ant the little school I went to With that little girl next door
I see that stopper bobbin' When the catfish start to bite I see a blue sky framing Little clouds of snowy white
Missouri, I hear you callin' me Missouri, you never let me be Missouri, I know I can't be free My heart will yearn, till I return Missouri's calling me
In memory I still can see That oak tree on the lawn And hear again the birds that sing And woke me up at dawn
And I remember mornings When I told my mother lies So I could get a second helping Of her apple pie
Missouri, I hear you callin' me Missouri, you never let me be Missouri, I know I can't be free My heart will yearn, till I return Missouri's calling me
Missouri, I hear you callin' me Missouri, you never let me be Missouri, I know I can't be free My heart will yearn, till I return Missouri's calling me.