Say a prayer for the pretender, who started out so young and strong only to surrender.

Eleven on a scale of ten, honey, let me introduce you to my redneck friend.

No matter how fast I run, I can't get away from me.

Now, guitar was pretty cool. Everybody knew something on the guitar. So I wanted to play guitar, but I told my dad if he wanted me to keep studying something, Id like to study piano.

I grew up reading Shakespeare and Mark Twain.

I started playing the trumpet when I was about eight.

The kid I was when I first left home Was looking for his freedom and a life of his own But the freedom that he found wasn't quite as sweet When the truth was known I have prayed for America I was made for America I can't let go till she comes around Until the land of the free Is awake and can see And until her conscience has been found.