If I had my life to live over... I wouldn't have time.
Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.
It's one thing to have talent. It's another to figure out how to use it.
. . . And some people sing and dance.
Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.
My uncle used to love me, but she died.