My guitar is half my life and my wife is the other half.
I always sings too long and too loud.
The blues is like this. You lay down some night and you turn from one side of the bed to the other: all night long. It's not too cold in that bed, and it ain't too hot. But what's the matter? The blues has got you.
Doctor, if I put this here guitar down now I ain't never going to wake up.