Willie Nelson - Basin Street Blues Lyrics

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No won't you come along with me 
Down the Mississippi 
We'll take trip to the land of dreams 
Floatin' down the river down to New Orleans 

And the band'll be there to meet us 
Oh, friends to greet us 
That's where the light and the dark folks meet 
A heaven on earth - they call it Basin Street 

Basin street is the street 
Where the elite always meet 
Out in New Orleans, the land of dreams 
You'll never know how nice it seems 
Or just how much it really means 
And I'd rather be, yes-sir-ee 
New Orleans the land of dreams 
Where I can lose my Basin Street blues 

Now ain't you glad you came with me 
We went down the Mississippi 
We took a trip 
To the land of dreams 
We floated down the river 
Down to New Orleans 

Basin street - that's the street 
Where the elite always meet 
Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams 
And you'll never know how nice it seems 
Or just how much it really means 
I'd rather be, yes-sir-ee 
New Orleans the land of dreams 
Where I can lose my Basin Street blues

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