My daddy left home when I was three and he didn't leave much to Ma and me, just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.

I kept talking to my producers at Columbia about recording one of those [prison] shows. So we went into Folsom on February 11, 1968, and recorded a show live.

As sure as God made black and white, what's done in the dark will be brought to the light.

People ask me who is my favorite country artist. I say, you mean besides George Jones.

The battle against the dark one and the clinging to the right one is what my life is about.

I'm so uncomfortable wearing colors in public. I really am. Even denim. If I've got a day off in a town, I want to go out for a walk I'll put on denim. But almost everything I've got the black on.

Gospel music is so ingrained into my bones. I can't do a concert without singing a gospel song. It's what I was raised on.