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