Down in New Orleans, in the land of dreams
And that's the place I'm so longing to be
Where the folk who know what's happenin' meet
Oh, I wanna go where I can lose
And you don't know how nice it seems
Can't you see why I'm gonna lose
Down in New Orleans, in that land of dreams
And you don't know how nice it seems
You don't know how nice it really seems
And that's the place I'm so longing to be
Dear to me, yes-sirree
Down in New Orleans, in that land of dreams
Or just how it really means
Where the young and the old folk meet
Basin Street, Basin Street
It's dear to me, yes-sirree
Where maybe I can lose
These old Basin Street blues
It's dear to me, yes-sirree
No, Basin Street, my Basin Street
But it's dear to me, yes-sirree
These old Basin Street blues
These old Basin Street blues
Where I can lose
And oh, well I'm talkin' 'bout
These old Basin Street blues
