There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and God I know I'm one.

I set my monkey on the log, and ordered him to do the Dog. He wagged his tail and shook his head, and he went and did the Cat instead.

Well, I don't know, but I've been told the streets in heaven are lined with gold. I ask you how things could get much worse if the Russians happen to get up there first; Wowee! pretty scary!

We're living in times where men commit crimes and crime don't have a face.

A lot of people don't have much food on their table. But they got a lot of forks 'n knives. And they got to cut somethin'.

Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am.

Colleges are like old-age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges.