(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.
