My guitar was loud as hell, and I had no sympathy for anybody else.
When somebody blazes a path to a highway that never end, you should appreciate 'em some.
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.
Blues is not a dream, blues is truth.
I only write about what I do, what happens to me.