When you sing, you pray twice.

Come on boys, you must listen unto me, lay off the whiskey and let that cocaine be.

People call me wild. Not really though, I'm not.I guess I've never been normal, not what you call Establishment. I'm country.

Could it be the girls and boys are trying to be heard above your noise?

When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry.

Of emotions, of love, of breakup, of love and hate and death and dying, mama, apple pie, and the whole thing. It covers a lot of territory, country music does.

In the Air Force, I had an old Wilcox Gay recorder, and I used to hear guitar runs on that recorder going (vocalizing) like the chords on "I Walk The Line." And I always wanted to write a love song using that theme, that tune.