(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.