Logically, when you talkin' about folk music and blues, you find out it's music of just plain people.
Anywhere I'm wanted, I'll go. I've got to be wanted, though.
My guitar was loud as hell, and I had no sympathy for anybody else.
When I was hitch-hiking, people had to follow me, 'cause I didn't stay long.
I never had the blues; the blues always had me.
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.