I am, I cried. I am, I said. And I am lost.

September morn Do you remember how we danced that night away Two lovers playing scenes from some romantic play September morning still can make me feel this way.

Shilo, when I was young, I used to call you name.

Home's the most excellent place of all.

Melinda was mine 'til the time that I found her holding Jim, loving him.

When I first started, I worked with three chords in every bar, but I found that tied me down - I'm not a chord-change writer, I'm a songwriter.

He aint heavy, he's my brother.