I don't do nothin’ I don't want to do.

I wanna get drunk 'til I'm off my mind. One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.

No matter what you got, the blues is there

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.

I don't do nothin’ I don't want to do.

I am a happy man. I've had a good life.

I don't like no fancy chords. Just the boogie. The drive. The feeling. A lot of people play fancy but they don't have no style. It's a deep feeling-you just can't stop listening to that sad blues sound. My sound.