Basin Street Blues |
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Basin Street Blues Lyrics |
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 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 |
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