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...