You don't write a song to sit there on a page. You write it to sing it.

My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.

Like the lion tears the flesh off a man, so can a woman who passes herself off as a male.

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.

People think they know me from my songs. But my repertoire of songs is so wide-ranging that you'd have to be a madman to figure out the characteristics of the person who wrote all those songs.

I lost my one true love. I started drinking.

There's a lot of false prophets around and that's the trouble. People say they think they know what's right and other people get people to follow them because they have a certain type of charisma, and there's always people willing to take over. People want a leader. And there will be more and more of them.