When I sign people's stuff I put down John 3:16 and 17.

Some people say I’m a dreamer, others say, 'If you fall asleep at work again we’re going to have to let you go'.

We killed our own hogs, we killed our own beef, we raised our own vegetables, which Mama canned. We did live off the land.

Daddy had a farm - cows, pigs, OK, a big garden, OK? We did live off the land, and then we would supplement all that with whatever we could kill or catch. Whether we'd kill squirrels, deer, duck, or caught catfish or brim, that was what went on the table.

First it's pretty tires. Next it's pretty guns. Then the next thing you know, you're shaving your beard and wearing capri pants.

It ain't gun control we need; it's sin control.

Everybody when they saw it, they said, "Did Willie Nelson sign your hat?" I'd say, "No, that'd be Willie Knucklehead - Robertson, OK?" We were at an event for the fans and I took my hat off and set it down on the couch, and he signed it. I said, "What are you doing, idiot?" He said, "Look, I was in the zone, and you just happened to put your hat in my zone."