Why don’t you come along with me
to the Mississippi
We’ll take a boat
To the land of dreams
and steam down the river down in New Orleans
You know the band that meet us
Old friends to greet us
Where all the light and dark folk meet
A way down yonder down on Basin Street
Let me tell you about that Basin Street
Is a street where the elite always meet
In New Orleans Land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems
And just how nice it really means
Glad to be
Yes sirree
Where work comes free
And dear to me
That’s why I can loose
These Basin Street blues
Oh Basin Street
Is a 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
I’m glad to be yes sirre
Dear to me yes sirree
Work comes free and dear to me
That's why I can loose
These Basin Street blues
Ah that's why I can loose
These Basin Street blues