My uncle used to love me, but she died.

I want my music to leave an indelible mark.

Junk bonds are the Holy Grail for hostile takeovers.

Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.

Without missing a beat Roger says, All the moneys right down here and points to the 1st three frets.

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

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