You have to be a freak in order to be different.
Don't use your brain to play it, let your feelings guide your fingers.
Looks like my baby dont live here no more...thats alright, ive still got my guitar..I might as well go back over yonder, way back across the hills, if my baby dont love me no more....i know her...sister will
I'll always touch you.
Of course war is horrible, but at present it's still the only guarantee of peace.
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time... I'll give it right back to you, one of these days