And as an afterthought, this too must be told: Some people have taken pure bullshit and turned it into gold.

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, We're finally on our own. This summer I hear the drumming, Four dead in Ohio.

I have no idea who's steering, and I don't really care .. I just keep going whatever the inclination is ... there are threads that are continuous and hold everything together and a major thread is country music.

Rock and roll is here to stay.

You're all just pissing in the wind. You don't know it, but you are.

Nothing is perfect...We're really more interested in what we're saying than how we're saying it.

The politics, I don't understand it, I'm not happy, don't feel good about it.