People are crazy and times are strange ... I used to care but things have changed
Take me disappearing, through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time.
If God is on our side, he'll stop the next war.
Yesterday's just a memory, tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be.
Folk music is a bunch of fat people.
Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.