Bury the hatchet, but leave the handle sticking out.

She's sun and rain, she's fire and ice, a little crazy, but it's nice. And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone, cause she'll rage like a river then she'll beg you to forgive her.

You were standin' way too close to see it fall apart. And there were things you couldn't hear, 'cause you were listening with your heart.

I'm not sure how we exist, as an artist, without country radio.

There's a difference between knowing what's on the page in a history book and actually feeling that page have curves and valleys.

One day I'll be standing at the river looking out across tomorrow, and the bridge I need to get there will be a bridge that I have burned.

Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers. Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs; that just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care. Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers