Basin Street Blues

Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take the boat to the land of dreams, Steam down the river down to New Orleans. The band's there to meet us And old friends to greet us Where all the people always meet Heaven on earth they call it Basin Street. Basin Street is the street, Where the elite always meet In New Orleans the land of dreams You'll never know, How nice it seems or just, how much it really means. Glad to be oh yessiree Where welcome's free are dear to me, Where I can lose My Basin Street blues. Glad to be oh yessiree Where welcome's free are dear to me, Where I can lose My Basin Street blues. Ain't you glad, you came with me Way down to the Mississippi. We took the boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river to New Orleans.