Someday in heaven, when the angels all sing, well, these rags that I'm wearing will be fit for a king.

I'd much rather have the honesty than not. Because if you will say what's on your mind and get it off your chest, then the sooner I can prove you wrong!

That old star that you been wishin' on is shining mighty bright, but it's the fire inside your heart that's gonna lead you to the light.

I wouldn't mind producing a movie with a music storyline, but acting in one is too close to home.

Life is only therapy.

Doing new stuff live is tough just simply because I pay my money, I stand in my seats, and I see the guys I love. And if I paid that ticket, there's a good chance that I'm there to hear the stuff that made me fall in love with 'em - we call it the "old stuff." And if an artist comes in town and dumps his entire new album on me, as a listener in a concert venue, it happens to miss out on the old stuff that I came there for. That doesn't work too well for me as a listener. Most of the time for concerts, it's the old stuff.

I've got friends in low places, where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away.