I think I`ll go back down to New Orleans
Try to bury my travelin` bone
Unpredictable me, like I swore I would be
Nothing`s ever written in stone
There`s a knock on her door, is she here anymore
I guess me and the neighbors will see
If the one thing that I couldn`t do without her
She couldn`t do without me
Could I leave her behind, go on losin` my mind
While the good times continue to roll
With this time on my hands, I can change all my plans
And it really wouldn`t bother a soul
I can make all the rounds, paint all the towns
Do all that and more on my own
But a man can`t survive on happiness alone
Take a good look around, this is New Orleans
A free wheeler`s got to feel right at home
But it`s a hell of a leap, whether shallow or deep
That old river`s gonna keep movin` on
Like that muddy Mississippi, she keeps pullin` me under
When you`re in it, nothin` ever seems clear
I could stand on the bank and just toss in my line
But there`s way too many fish around here
Could I leave `em behind for the one on the line
Or are the good times still gonna roll
And with this time on my hands, I can change all my plans
And it really wouldn`t bother a soul
I can make all the rounds, paint all the towns
Do all that and more on my own
But a man can`t survive on happiness alone