The music was thunder and joy. Lightning bolts of happiness and praise, foot-stomping, dance-shouting, good-feeling singing from the soul.
At last my love has come along. My lonely days are over and life is like a song.
People that can't stand to listen to the blues, they've got to be phonies.
The two things you can't fake are good food and good music
I don't care who's playing. Even if it's my favorite artist, I'm probably not gonna go and see him.
Country music has the great stories.