Happiness Alone

(Clint Black/Jimmy Buffett)
 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 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
 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...