I got Sonny up to Harlem, and we started street playin' in New York. We did that for three or four years and survived. We brought it back to the streets again.
I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed.
Blues is not a dream, blues is truth.
Anywhere I'm wanted, I'll go. I've got to be wanted, though.
When I was hitch-hiking, people had to follow me, 'cause I didn't stay long.
Logically, when you talkin' about folk music and blues, you find out it's music of just plain people.