Basin Street Blues

Basin Street Blues -Ray Charles （·查尔斯）

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

You know 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

Is the street

Where the elike 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 yes sirree

Where welcome's free and dear to me

That's why I can lose lose Basin Street Blues

Oh basin Street Basin Street

Where the elike always meet

In New Orleans land of dreams

You never know how nice it seems

Or just how much it really means

I'm glad to be yes sirree

Where welcome's free and dear to me

That's why I can lose lose Basin Street Blues

Ah That's why I can lose lose Basin Street Blues