Basin Street Blues Lyrics

Basin Street Blues lyrics

Won'tcha come along with me (come along with me)

Down to the Mississippi (down to the Mississippi)

We'll take the boat to the land of dreams

Steamin' down that river down to the New Orleans

Now the band's gonna meet us (band's gonna meet us)

Lotsa old friends to greed us (old friends to greed us)

Now that's with a high and a low brown beat

With heaven on earth they call the Basin Street yeah

Basin Street now that's that street where the elite always meet

New Orleans that land of dreams

Well you'll never know how nice it seems or just how it really means

Oh I'm glad to be oh yes siree where these folks say kinda how you do me

And I can lose my Basin Street blues

In that night the piano player woke up ha ha ha

[ piano ]

Yeah I'm glad to be...

And I even slept on the Bourbon Street after awhile