God bless you all with peace, tranquility and good will.

Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground.

I think of rock 'n' roll as a combination of country blues and swing band music, not Chicago blues, and modern pop.

I met a young man who was wounded in love, I met another man who was wounded in hatred.

People are going to say, ‘Well, it’s not very truthful.’ But a songwriter doesn’t care about what’s truthful. What he cares about is what should’ve happened, what could’ve happened. That’s its own kind of truth. It’s like people who read Shakespeare plays, but they never see a Shakespeare play. I think they just use his name.

The cavalries charged and the Indians died, oh the country was young with God on its side.

I don't think there's enough guns.