Robert Earl Keen - What I Really Mean lyrics

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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