Well, it's hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon When it's nine below zero And three o'clock in the afternoon.
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way.
In this age of fiberglass, I'm searching for a gem.
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings. And I've never been too impressed.
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.