I don't think there's ever been a friendly divorce.

By the time you get close to the answers, it's nearly all over.

Before the Beatles and yesterday, when a man could still work and still would.

I'm proud to be an Oakie from Muskogee, a place where even squares can have a ball. We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse and white lightning's still the biggest thrill of all.

Read about some squirrelly guy who claims that he just don't believe in fighting, and I wonder how long the rest of us can count on being free.

My 10 year old son likes it. He's trying to play guitar and everything. He likes that kind of music.

The one true friend I thought I'd found, tonight the bottle let me down.