Won't you come along with me
To the Mississippi?
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river down to New Orleans
The band's there to meet us
Old friends to greet us
Where all the light
And the dark folks 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
Yes siree
Where welcome's free
Are dear to me
Where I can lose
Those, oh, Basin Street blues
Now ain't you glad you came with me
To the Mississippi?
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river down to New Orleans
The band was there to meet us
Old friends to greet us
Where all the light
And the dark folks 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
Yes siree
Where welcome's free
Are dear to me
Where I can lose
My Basin Street blues