I stone got crazy when I saw somebody run down them strings with a bottleneck. My eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and I said that I had to learn.

My blues are so simple, but so few people can play it right

He took my music, but he gave me my name.

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

I wanted to get out of Mississippi in the worst way. Go back? What I want to go back for?

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

I rambled all the time. I was just like that, like a rollin' stone.