My guitar is half my life and my wife is the other half.
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.
I always sings too long and too loud.
Doctor, if I put this here guitar down now I ain't never going to wake up.