I love the freedoms we got in this country, I appreciate your freedom to burn your flag if you want to, but I really appreciate my right to bear arms so I can shoot you if you try to burn mine.

I've been flushed from the bathroom of your heart.

When I get an idea for a song it would gel in my mind for weeks or months, and then one day just like that, Ill write it.

Because you're mine, I walk the line.

Why me, Lord? What have I ever done to deserve even one of the blessings I've known? Why me, Lord? What did I ever do that was worth love from you and the kindness you've shown? Lord, help me, Jesus, I've wasted it so. Help me, Jesus. I know what I am. Now that I know that I've needed you so, help me, Jesus. My soul's in your hand.

There is a spiritual side to me that goes real deep, but I confess right up front that I'm the biggest sinner of them all.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of town.