INTRO: E B7 E B7 I lone. 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 moving on Like that muddy Mississippi, she keeps pulling me under When you're in it nothing 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 the line Are the good times still gonna roll? With this time on my (azchords.com)