Me and crazy Janey were making love in the dirt singing our birthday songs.

Baby, this town rips the bones from our back it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We got to get out while we're young.

Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny.

I think I created my particular stage persona out of my dad's life. And perhaps I even built it to suit him to some degree. I was looking for - when I was looking for a voice to mix with my voice, I put on my father's work clothes, as I say in the book, and I went to work.

Well I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk.

Time slips away and leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of glory days.

I'm interested in what it means to be an American. I'm interested in what it means to live in America. I'm interested in the kind of country that we live in and leave our kids. I'm interested in trying to define what that country is.