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, siree   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, siree   New Orleans the land of dreams   Where I can lose my Basin Street blues