You get a heck of a sound from the church. Can't you hear it in my voice?

Saturday night is your big night. Everybody used to fry up fish and have one hell of a time. Find me playing till sunrise for 50 cents and a sandwich. And be glad of it. And they really liked the low-down blues.

The blacks have their parties, hustle a little liquor, get some things together, and I used to play for those peoples. They'd come get me on time, but they wouldn't bring me back on time... Done picked cotton all day, play all night long, then pick cotton all day the next day before I could get a chance to sleep.

I got up one Christmas morning and we didn't have nothing to eat. We didn't have an apple, we didn't have an orange, we didn't have a cake, we didn't have nothing.

I went down to my baby's house and I sit down on her steps. She said, now come on in now, you know, my husband just left.

I been in the blues all my life. I'm still delivering 'cause I got a long memory.

I was messing around with the harmonica... but I was 13 before I got a real good note out of it.