Basin Street Blues

Oh, Basin Street
Yes, yes

Oh-oh, oh

Won't you come along with me (come along with me)
To the Mississippi? (To the Mississippi)
We'll take a bowl to the land of dreams
Steaming down the river, down to New Orleans (uh-uh)

Oh, the band's gonna meet us (the band's gonna meet us)
All our old friends to greet us (old friends to greet us)
That's where the dark and the light folks meet (I hear ya talkin', boy)
A heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street

Oh, Basin Street (Basin Street)
Is the street (that is the street)
Where all the dark and light folks meet
Down in New Orleans (yes, yes), the land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems or just how much it really means (you'll never know)

I'm glad to be (glad to be), yes, siree (oh Joy)
A welcome street, dare to me
Where I can lose (what you 'bout to lose, boy?)
My Basin Street blues (yeah, have a little turning with that gold saxophone)

Yes friends, Lloyd has laid his fiddle down
And picked up a beautiful golden saxophone
Now let's play it, Lloyd

Ooh, yes, yes, just like old times

Come in Noah
That is Noah Bars
Still guitar
Alright

Oh, Basin Street (yeah) is the street
Where all the dark and light folks meet (yeah)
In New Orleans, land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems
Or just how much it really means (you'll never know)

I'm so glad to be (well, hooray, yeah), yes, siree
A welcome street, dare to me (alright)
Where I can lose (what you 'bout to lose, boy?)
My Basin Street blues