The big compliment came from the beer drinkers who didn't know me. They wouldn't drink or move when I sang. If they had their glasses in mid-air, the glasses wouldn't come down.

I have reason to be shy. I've been hurt plenty.

Whenever I played Columbus, Ohio, I dropped in to see my close friend, a medium who had mysterious powers. Her Indian guide was Mohawk.

When I act I try to express the suffering or joy I've known during my lifetime.

If I wanted pity, I got it because I'm illegitimate. And when I didn't want it I was mean and nasty.

Nothing can beat the smell of dew and flowers and the odor that comes out of the earth when the sun goes down.

I am somebody cause God don't make no junk