My uncle used to love me, but she died.

If I had my life to live over... I wouldn't have time.

. . . And some people sing and dance.

I want my music to leave an indelible mark.

Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.

Age doesn't make a man.

But you can be happy, if you've a mind to!