Theres no way in the world I can feel the same blues the way I used to. When I play in Chicago, Im playing up-to-date, not the blues I was born with. People should hear the pure blues - the blues we used to have when we had no money.

Ain't nobody's business, if I bark like a dog.

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.

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

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

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

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'.