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