The fact I wasn't getting off made me realize that I really had to take a hard look at it and at the type of music that I played, which ranges from ballads to country type stuff to rock and rhythm 'n' blues. It takes in a wider spectrum.

Skiffle was a name that was attached to what was, in essence, American folk music with a beat.

Way across the country where the hillside mountains glide, the dynamo of your smile caressed the barefoot virgin child.

No guru, no method, no teacher, just you and I and nature, and the father in the garden.

In deep confusion, in great despair, when I reach out for him, he is there. When I am lonely as I can be, then I know God shines his light on me.

You take stuff from different places, and sometimes you stick a line in because it rhymes, not because it makes sense.

You come into my dreams from a whisper to a scream.