Robert Johnson? No, I didn't know him, personally.

All the kids made their own git-tars. Made mine out of a box and bit of stick for a neck. Couldn't do much with it, but that's how you learn.

Memphis was almost like going to California. Beale Street was the black man's street.

At night in the country, you'd be surprised how that music carries. You could hear my guitar way before you get to the house, and you could hear the peoples hollerin' and screamin'.

I wanted to definitely be a musician or a good preacher or a heck of a baseball player. I couldn't play ball too good - I hurt my finger, and I stopped that. I couldn't preach, and well, all I had left was getting into the music thing.

People should hear the pure blues - the #‎ blues we used to have when we had no money.

Man, you don't know how I felt that afternoon when I heard that VOICE and it was my own VOICE.