Now won't you come along with me
To the Mississippi
We'll take a trip to the land of dreams
Floatin' down the river down to New Orleans

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

I said, Basin Street, Basin Street
Where the elite always meet
Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems
Or just how much it really means

Just to be
Yes siree
In New Orleans
The land of dreams
Where I can lose
My Basin Street Blues

Now ain't you came with me
Down the Mississippi
We took a trip to the land of dreams
And we floated down the river down to New Orleans
We went to Basin Street, Basin Street
Where the elite always meet
Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems
Or just how much it really means

Just to be
Yes siree
In New Orleans
The land of dreams
Where I can lose
My Basin Street Blues