Going to Chicago was like going out of the world.
Find me playing till sunrise for 50 cents and a sandwich.
Ain't nobody's business, if I bark like a dog.
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'.
The thing about San Francisco is that it has this kind of magical quality.
You get a heck of a sound from the church. Can't you hear it in my voice?