... there are a lot of shredders in country music - Redd Volkaert, Brent Mason, Dan Huff .. and guys like that

The nice thing about the world that I've been able to inhabit for the last couple of years is that I'm given a lot of freedom. Not all artists really get that.

Today she met me at the door, said I would have to choose, if I picked up that fishing rod today, she'd be packing all her things and she'd be gone by noon....well I'm gonna miss her when I get home tonight.

When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new. It always winds up feeling more like a job interview.

I don't stare at a sheet of paper and try to think of a good word to use. I try to see where the story should go.

She's a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans. She looks great in cheap sunglasses, she looks great in anything. She's, "I want a piece of chocolate cake; take me to a movie." She's a, "I can't find a thing to wear." Now and then she's moody. She's a Saturn with a sunroof with her brown hair blowing. She's a warm conversation I wouldn't miss for nothing. She's a fighter when she's mad and she's a lover when she's lovin'.

If you're really on top, you probably didn't do that great, 'cause you have to water it down a bit for it to get that mass appeal