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Why don't you come along with me
To the Mississippi
We'll take the boat to the land of dreams
And steam down the river down to the New Orleans

You know, the band's there to meet us
Old friends to greet us
That’s where the light and dark folks meet
Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street

Oh, Basin Street is the street
Where the elite always meet
In New Orleans, 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 and dear to me
That's why I can lose
These Basin Street Blues

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Oh, Basin Street is the street
Where the elite always meet
In New Orleans, land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems,
Or just how much it really means

I'm glad to be, yes siree
Where welcome's free and dear to me
That's why I can lose
These Basin Street Blues

Oh, that's why I can lose
These old Basin Street blues

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