So sweep away the sand an' dry the ocean, an' just pack the moon an' stars up in a cardboard box. And stop the clouds from chimin', block the sun from shinin',an' paint the sky a deeper shade of blue, 'cause my world's over without you.

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille, with four hungry children and a crop in the field.

You know, I've always said, I've never felt I was a particularly good singer, but I've always thought I had a great knack for picking hit songs.

Radio is aimed at the 30-year-old market, so you have to have great music and appeal to get that age group. And you need a record company to believe in you. It's like a bit of the perfect storm.

I do ballads that say what every man wants to say and that every woman wants to hear, or I do songs about social issues.

Growing older is not upsetting; being perceived as old is.

I had holes in my jeans well before it was fashionable.