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