That's what I liked about hitch-hiking. If a crowd wasn't big enough, I kept walkin.'

I only write about what I do, what happens to me.

The last thing that the blues needs is another smart-ass white boy with an attitude.

Everybody would grab a guitar and listen to somebody else and call themselves a folk singer. When they didn't know no more songs, they'd run out of them.

I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed.

I never had the blues; the blues always had me.

Blues is not a dream, blues is truth.