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