Now won´t you come along with me
To the Mississippi?
We´ll take a trip to the land of dreams
Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans
The band is there to meet us

Old friends to greet us
That´s where the line and the dark folks meet
A 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, sir, in New Orleans
The land of dreams where I can lose
My Basin Street blues

Now, you´re glad you came with me
Down the Mississippi
We took a trip in a land of dreams
And floated down the river down to New Orleans

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, sir, in New Orleans
The land of dreams where I can lose
My Basin Street blues