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