The seven wonders of the world I've seen And many are the places I have been Take my advice, folks, and see Beale Street first If Beale Street could talk, if Beale Street could talk Married men would have to take their beds and walk Except one or two who never drink booze And the blind man on the corner singing "Beale Street Blues!" I'd rather be here than any place I know I'd rather be here than any place I know It's going to take a sergeant for to make me go Goin' to the river, maybe by and by Goin' to the river, and there's a reason why Because the river's wet, and Beale Street's done gone dry Because the river's wet, and Beale Street's done gone dry