Basin Street Blues

Basin Street Blues

Won’tcha 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.

Part 1 The band’s there to meet us,

Part 2 (They’re all there to meet us,)

Part 1 old friends to greet us.

Part 2 (they’re all there to greet us.)

All We’ll see the place where the folks all meet;

Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street.

Basin Street is the street

where the elite will always meet

In New Orleans, land of dreams,

You'll never know who nice it seems

or just how much it really means.

Glad to be, yes, siree, 

where welcome’s free, dear to me,

Where I can lose my Basin Street Blues.

(Solo/solos)

Basin Street is where we’ll always meet.

Ya gotta go there to meet the elite.

Down ’n Orleans; the land of dreams.

You know what I mean.

(All)

Glad to be; yes siree,

Where welcome’s free, dear to me.

Where I can lose

Part 2 My Basin Street Blues

Part 1 We’ll take the boat to the land of dreams

All My Basin Street blues. Yeah!

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Basin Street Harmony

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