Heaven is laying in my sweet baby's arms, hell is when my baby's not here.
I say, Lord, do right be me, I'm tired of being lonesome, on'ry, and mean.
Finally, my manager negotiated a deal where I got to produce my own records.
Honesty is something you can't wear out.
If you see me getting smaller, I'm leaving, don't be grieving, just gotta get away from here. If you see me getting smaller, don't worry, and no hurry, I've got the right to disappear.
Was an American archetype, the bad guy with the big heart.