The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars.

There's a lot of things blamed on me that never happened. But then, there's a lot of things that I did that I never got caught at.

The first time I knew what I wanted to do with my life was when I was about four years old. I was listening to an old Victrola, playing a railroad song...I thought that was the most wonderful, amazing thing...That you could take this piece of wax and music would come out of that box. From that day on, I wanted to sing on the radio.

The gospel of Christ must always be an open door with a welcome sign for all.

God Ain't no stained glass window, cause he never keeps his window closed.

Now that I know that I've needed you so, help me, Jesus. My soul's in your hand.

That was the big thing when I was growing up, singing on the radio. The extent of my dream was to sing on the radio station in Memphis. Even when I got out of the Air Force in 1954, I came right back to Memphis and started knocking on doors at the radio station.