You almost felt sorry for the devil cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer, when Mama prayed.

I know the author of my every breath, oh that's Jesus.

There's a darkness that everyone must face, it wants to take what's good and fair and lay it all to waste. And that darkness covers everything in sight, until it meets a single point of light.

I feel like a stone you have picked up and thrown to the hard rock bottom of your heart.

I think every once in a while country has lost its way, but found its way back. It's always going to drift away from the traditional side, but then find a way to return. There's room for all kinds of influences be it pop, blues, gospel or whatever. But I will always say that I think we need more traditional country music coming down the pike.

In too deep to see the diamond, down too dark to see the gold. Now he won't let go of the shovel, and he cannot dig out of the hole.

Honey, I don't care, I ain't in love with your hair, and if it all fell out I'd love you anyway.