Anywhere I'm wanted, I'll go. I've got to be wanted, though.

When somebody blazes a path to a highway that never end, you should appreciate 'em some.

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

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

Anywhere I'm wanted, I'll go. I've got to be wanted, though.

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.

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.