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Won't you come along with meTo the MississippiWe'll take a boat to the land of dreamsSteam down the river, down to New OrleansThe band's there to meet usOld friends there to greet usWhere all the proud and elite folks meetHeaven on earth, they call it Basin StreetBasin Street is the streetWhere the best folks always meetIn New Orleans, land of dreamsYou'll never know how nice it seems,Or just how much it really meansGlad to be, oh yes-sirreeWhere welcome's free and dear to meWhere I can lose, lose my Basin Street BluesBasin Street, oh Basin StreetIs the street, mama New Orleans, land of dreams Aus Songtexte Mania