| They call her Barrelhouse Bessie from Basin Street
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| She used to yodel cadenzas for the social elite
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| And then she happened to meet
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| The kid with the drum and the Dixieland beat
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| He was a barrelhouse baron from Macon, GA
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| His name was Muggles McGregor and he wore a toupee
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| He taught poor Bessie to care
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| But she couldn’t swing so he gave her the air
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| He left poor Bessie with a union card and seven years of unpaid dues
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| That’s when she gave up her cadenzas and began to sing the Basin Street Blues
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| But don’t feel sorry for Bessie she’s now on the screen
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| Her cat its' collar is ivory and she’s rolling in green
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| Poor Bess the world’s at her feet
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| Barrelhouse Bessie from Basin Street
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| She’s doin' alreet!
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| They call her Barrelhouse Bessie from Basin Street
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| I’m the gal who met the drummer with the Dixieland beat
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| That’s the drummer with the Dixieland beat
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| He left poor Bessie and never paid his dues (Well how 'bout him?)
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| That’s when she gave up tryin' to sing them blues, blues, blues
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| But don’t feel sorry for Bessie she’s now on the screen
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| Her cat its' collar is ivory and she’s rolling in green
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| Poor Bess the world’s at her feet
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| She’s the Barrelhouse Bessie from Basin Street (Hey boy)
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| She’s doin' alreet! |