Basin Street blues©

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Won't you come along with me?
To the Mississippi.
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
And steam down the river, in New Orleans.

You know the band's there to meet us,
Old friends to greet us,
Where all the people always meet,
Way down yonder, down in Basin Street.

Oh Basin Street is the street where all good friends 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, yes siree,
Where welcome's free and dear to me,
Where I can lose my Basin Street blues.

Oh Basin Street is the street where all good friends 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, yes siree,
Where welcome's free and dear to me,
Where I can lose my Basin Street blues.

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