(intro) E B7 E B7 E A E B A I think I'll go back down to New Orleans, try to bury my travellin' bone E A B7 B7 Unpredictable me like I swore I would be, nothing's ever written in stone. E A There's a knock on her door, is she here anymore? E - B A I guess me and the neighbors will see. E A If the one thing that I couldn't do without her A - B7 E She couldn't do without me. (refrão) A A Could I leave her behind, go on losin' my mind, E E While the good times continue to roll. A D With this time on my hands, I could change all my plans B7 B7 And it really wouldn't bother a soul E E I could make all the rounds, paint all the towns A A Do all that and more on my own, E B7 E But a man can't survive on Happiness Alone.