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.
It's one thing to have talent. It's another to figure out how to use it.
Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.
The human mind is a wonderful thing, it starts working from before you're born and doesn't stop till you sit down to write a song.