Blues fallin' down like hail And the day keeps on worryin' me There's a hell hound on my trail.

Nothing will see us through the age we're entering but high consciousness, and that comes hard. We don't have a good, modern myth yet, and we need one.

Some people tell me that the worried blues ain't bad. Worst old feelin' I most ever had.

Anything that has to do with money, I want to be in that business.

If you can’t be happy at the prospect of lunch, you are unlikely to be happy about anything

I have pains in my hearts, they have taken my appetite.

Blues fallin' down like hail And the day keeps on worryin' me There's a hell hound on my trail.