Ray Charles Basin Street Blues song lyrics

Why won't you come along with me

To the Mississippi

We'll take a boat to the land of dreams

And steam down the river, down in New Orleans

You know the band's there to meet us

Old friends to greet us

Where all the light and dark folk meet

Away down yonder, down on Basin Street

Let me tell ya 'bout that Basin Street is the street

Where the elite 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 be, yes-sir-ee

Where welcome's free and dear to me

That's why I can't lose these Basin Street blues

Oh, Basin Street is the street

Where that elite always meet

In New Orleans, land of dreams

You'll never know how nice it seems

Or just how much it really means

I'm glad to be be, yes-sir-ee

Where welcome's free and dear to me

That's why I can't lose these Basin Street blues

Aah, that's why I can't lose these Basin Street blues