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.

Blues is not a dream, blues is truth.

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.

When I was hitch-hiking, people had to follow me, 'cause I didn't stay long.

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

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

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