Basin Street Blues The Mills Brothers

Now won't you come along with me
Down the Mississippi
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river down to New Orleans

Oo Oo, the band's there to meet us
Old friends will greet us
Will see the place where the folks are meet
Heaven on earth - they call it Basin Street

Oh, Basin street is the street
Where all the elite meet
In New Orleans, the land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems
Just how much it really means
I'm glad to be, umh yes-sir-ee
Where welcome's free and dear to me
That's where I losed my Basin Street blues
I mean my Basin Street blues, yes

Now ain't you glad you came with me? (we're glad we came with it)
Down the Mississippi (the muddy Mississippi)
We saw the place where the folks are meet