Quitting doesn't enter my mind.
Phish and Dave Matthews really know their audiences and really treat them well.
My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus. It's that kind of morning.
I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.
Elvis up in Michigan and maybe out in Mars.
The stores and the things like that, the business side of things came out at the point when, I'd say probably in the early '70s, it looked like the year of the singer-songwriter was over, 'cause music changed in our time and the spotlight was out.