Basin Street Blues Lyrics - Tell You How I Feel - Michael Kaeshammer

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-sirree 

And that's the place I'm 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-sirree 

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

Where maybe I can lose 

These old Basin Street blues 

And oh, well I'm talkin' 'bout 

Basin Street, Basin Street 

Where the folk who know what's happenin' meet 

Down in New Orleans, in the land of dreams 

And you don't know how nice it seems 

Or just how it really means 

Dear to me, yes-sirree 

It's dear to me, yes-sirree 

Can't you see why I'm gonna lose 

These old Basin Street blues 

Oh, I wanna go where I can lose 

These old Basin Street blues 

Oh yeah