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