I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line.

I learn from my mistakes. It’s a very painful way to learn, but without pain, the old saying is, there’s no gain.

I admit I'm a fool for you, because your mine, I walk the line.

For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide.

If you're going to be a Christian, you're going to change. You're going to lose some old friends, not because you want to, but because you need to.

I haven't been familiar with hard work. It was no problem for me. But first I hitchhiked to Pontiac, Mich. and got a job working in Fisher Body making those 1951 Pontiacs.

My father was a cotton farmer first and - but he didn't have any land or what land he had, he lost it in the Depression. So he worked as a woodman and cut pulpwood for the paper mills, rode the rails in boxcars going from one harvest to another to try to make a little money picking fruit or vegetables.