Тексты песни «Basin Street Blues»

Oh, won't you come along with me Down to Mississippi? We'll take our boat to the land of dreams Steam on down the river down to New Orleans Oh, the band is there to greet us Friends will meet us See the place...

(S. Williams) 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 bands there to meet us, Old friends to greet us Where all the...

Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take the boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us And old friends to greet us Where all the people...

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...

I be wylin' cause I'm young wyl wylin cause I'm young wylin' cause I'm young wyl wylin cause I'm young I be wylin' cause I'm young I be wylin' cause I'm young and I be wylin til I'm chill and old [Verse 1] Liquor all...

Won'tcha come along with me (come along with me) Down to the Mississippi (down to the Mississippi) We'll take the boat to the land of dreams Steamin' down that river down to the New Orleans Now the band's gonna meet us...

Basin street is the street Where all the white and the black folk meet Down in new orleans, the land of dreams You never know how much it seems Not just how much it really means Im glad to be, yessirree, in the land of...

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...

(Din dan don tan scio-chi-pi-ti-tan ghin-tu Vai, one, two, toh) (Yeah, go man! ) Basin Street... is the street Where the elite... always meet In New Orleans... land of dreams You'll never know how nice it seems Or just...

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...

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...

Now won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take a trip to the land of dreams Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans The band is there to meet us Old friends to greet us That's where the line and...