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Billie Holiday - Basin Street Blues Lyrics



Billie Holiday - Basin Street Blues Lyrics




Won't you come along with me
To the Mississippi?
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river, down to New Orleans

The band's there to meet us
Old friends, there to greet us
Where all the proud and elite folks meet
Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street

Basin Street is the street
Where the best folks 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, oh yes-siree
Where welcome's free and dear to me
Where I can lose, lose my Basin Street blues

Basin Street, oh, Basin Street
Is the street, mama
New Orleans, land of dreams
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Won't you come along with me
To the Mississippi?
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river, down to New Orleans

The band's there to meet us
Old friends, there to greet us
Where all the proud and elite folks meet
Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street

Basin Street is the street
Where the best folks 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, oh yes-siree
Where welcome's free and dear to me
Where I can lose, lose my Basin Street blues

Basin Street, oh, Basin Street
Is the street, mama
New Orleans, land of dreams
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Writer: Spencer Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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Performed By: Billie Holiday
Length: 4:45
Written by: Spencer Williams

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