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| 3:16 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:24 |
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| 3. |
| 3:22 | 
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Won't you come and go with me Down that Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Come along with me on, down to New OrleansNow the band's there to greet us Old friends will meet us Where all them folks goin to the St. Louis Cemetary meet Heaven on earth.... they call it Basin StreetI'm tellin' ya, Basin Street...... is the street Where all them characters from the First street they meet New Orleans..... land of dreams you'll never miss them rice and beans Way down south in New OrleansThey'll be huggin'.... and a kissin' That's what I been missin' And all that music....lord, if you just listen' New Orleans....I got them Basin Street BluesNow ain't you glad you went with me On down that Mississippi We took a boat to the land of dreams Heaven on earth...they call it Basin Street |
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| 4. |
| 3:09 |
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| 5. |
| 3:27 |
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| 6. |
| 3:26 |
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| 7. |
| 3:24 |
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| 8. |
| 3:32 |
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| 9. |
| 3:13 |
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Cold empty bed...springs hurt my head
Feels like ole ned...wished i was dead What did i do...to be so black and blueEven the mouse...ran from my house They laugh at you...and all that you do What did i do...to be so black and blueI'm white...inside...but, that don't help my case That's life...can't hide...what is in my faceHow would it end...ain't got a friend My only sin...is in my skin What did i do...to be so black and blue How would it end...i ain't got a friend My only sin...is in my skin What did i do...to be so black and blue |
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| 10. |
| 3:06 |
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| 11. |
| 3:27 |
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| 12. |
| 3:23 |
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| 13. |
| 3:26 |
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| 14. |
| 3:13 |
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| 15. |
| 3:27 |
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| 16. |
| 3:10 |
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| 17. |
| 3:28 |
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Pale moon shining on the fields below
Folks are crooning songs soft and low Needn't tell me so because I know It's sleepy time down south Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees Folks down there like a life of ease When old mammy falls upon her knees It's sleepy time down south Steamboats on the river a coming or a going Splashing the night away Hear those banjos ringing, the people are singing They dance til the break of day, hey Dear old southland with his dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in my mammy's arms When it's sleepy time way down south Dear old southland with his dreamy songs Take me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in my mammy's arms When it's sleepy time down south Sleepy time down south |
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| 18. |
| 3:19 |
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| 19. |
| 3:08 |
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Up a lazy river by the old mill stream
That lazy, hazy river where we both can dream Linger in the shade of an old oak tree Throw away your troubles, dream a dream with meUp a lazy river where the robin's song Wakes up in the mornin', as we roll along Blue skies up above ....everyone's in love Up a lazy river, how happy we will be, now Up a lazy river with me Up a lazy river by the old mill run That lazy, lazy river in the noon day sun You can linger in the shade of that fine ole tree Throw, away your troubles, baby, dream with meUp a lazy river where the robin's song Wakes a brand new mornin' as we roll along There are blue skies up above...and as long as we're in love Up a lazy river, how happy we could be If you go up a lazy river with me Ah said with me now.....goin'up that... lazy river..... with me |
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