It's never hard to sing the blues. Everyone in the world has the blues . . .

I hitchhiked, took trucks 'n' trains - anything that would pick me up. I stopped in Memphis for about six months and they found me and come got me. Stayed about a month an' split again.

When I die, they'll bury the blues with me. But the blues will never die.

If they played more blues, people would just get it - they try to hold it back but just about can't hold it back now because the blues is really going.

I have heartaches, I have blues. No matter what you got, the blues is there. 'Cause that's all I know - the blues. And I can sing the blues so deep until you can have this room full of money and I can give you the blues.

Groups are corporations now. They have pension plans. Musicians have saw the daylight.

It's never hard to sing the blues. Everyone in the world has the blues . . .