Louis Armstrong Do you Know What it Means to Miss new
Orleans Letras:
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans I
miss it both night and day I know that it's
wrong... this feeling's gettin' stronger The
longer, I stay away Miss them moss covered
vines...the tall sugar pines Where mockin' birds
used to sing And I'd like to see that lazy
Mississippi...hurryin' into spring

The moonlight on the bayou.......a Creole tune....
that fills the air I dream... of Magnolias in
bloom...and soon I'm wishin'that you were there

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans And
that's where I left my heart And there's something
more...I miss the one I care for More than I miss
New Orleans

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Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans And
that's where I left my heart And there's something
more...I miss the one I care for More.....more
than I miss.......New Orleans

Dear Friend, My name is Penny Cunin in Enfield,
EN14NR. (Lond.UK.) Since I was a young girl in
Trinidad, Caribbean the place of my birth), I used
to hear that song on Radio "Redifusion"
..my family used to have the radio on from morning
till 'sign-off' time ...I believe these songs came
from WVDI..the American Station where the American
base was during the second world war..and after!
Nearly every 'Trini'used to sing the songs from
the Radio...I loved that particular one about New
Orleans...and having seen some movies when I was
young ..I just dreamed of one day I will visit New
Orleans. My children and my grand daughter(Tamsin)
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know that I very often sing this song expecially
when I am doing the daily chores! When the
disaster of Katrina came with such vengeance ...my
Tamsin phoned me saying ..."Grandma look at
the place of which you always singing that
song!" I smiled with sadness and emotions
rose from my heart and into my eyes. I remembered
in the eighties, I went to see the Missisippi
River where my sister took me with her sons ...to
throw the ashes of her cremated husband into the
waters. I can see in my minds'eyes the scene where
we went was a flooded area like a river bed..still
and quiet.. leading straight southwards from where
I was standing ...as far as the eye could see;
this tree-lined path of the river... so lovely ..a
scene of such indescribable beauty and peace. I
will never forget this spot on this earth! Yet
it's deathlike silence filled the air, no one else
was there but us four ...I felt as if we were in
another world waiting for the 'Ferryman Charan'to
take us across! But alas, this was not the right
place it seemed for my sister to place her box of
ashes of her loved one ... for her it was too
eerie and lonely! So we went on further to a more
'sociable' place where she could go down to the
bank of the River and soon I watched my sister and
one son climbed down this hill (while I with the
other son stood by)they soon reached the side of
the river bank where they went into a small boat
with the owner and the they moved down the
murmuring waters way off where she threw the
little box of ashes of her dearest husband into
the river... alas, performing the last rites of
her East Indian ancestors! And now I regret I
never got the opportunity to visit New Orleans,
the place I dreamed of in my youth! I feel such
sorrow for those who lived there and now no
more... sans city, sans houses etc. and sans
people.. sans everything! Is it a like a 'flower
that once hath bloom forever dies'...No I want to
believe that "No star is lost we once have
seen, we always will what we might have
been".

Sorry I guess I got carried away! SMILES!(I am a
Senior Citizen!)
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