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Basin Street Blues - Sam Cooke
Basin street, Basin street

That's the place where my friends all meet

Down in New Orleans

In that land of dreams

And you don't know how nice it seems

It's dear to me, yes siree

And that's the place I am so longing to be

Where I can lose, these old

Basin Street Blues

No

Basin Street, my Basin Street

Where the young and the old folk meet

Down in New Orleans

In that land of dreams

You don't know how nice it really seems

But it's dear to me, yes siree

And that's the place I am so longing to be

Where maybe I can lose,

These old Basin Street Blues

Oh man I'm talking about

Basin Street, Basin Street

Where the folk who know what's
happening meet

Down in New Orleans

In the land of dreams

And you don't know how nice it seems
Just how much it really means
Dear to me, yes siree

It's dear to me, yes siree

Can't you see

Why I wanna lose these old

Basin Street Blues

I wanna go where I can lose

These old Basin Street Blues