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Basin' Street Blues lyrics
Won't you come along with me
To the Mississippi
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river, down to New Orleans
The band's there to meet us
Old friends there to greet us
Where all the proud and elite folks meet
Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street
Basin Street is the street
Where the best folks always meet
In New Orleans, land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems,
Or just how much it really means
Glad to be, oh yes-sirree
Where welcome's free and dear to me
Where I can lose, lose my Basin Street Blues
Basin Street, oh Basin Street
Is the street, mama
New Orleans, land of dreams
Part of these releases
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- Track 15 on Greatest Hits Part One
- 14 On a Clear Day You Can See Forever
- 16 Nobody Likes Me
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- Track 3 on Three in a Cell
- 2 On a Clear Day You Can See Forever
- 4 Nobody Likes Me
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- Track 19 on How Cool Is Cool...
- 18 On a Clear Day You Can See Forever
- 20 Nobody Likes Me
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