They got me for possession of something that was long, long gone.

The men who could not fight, in a war that didn't seem right. You let them come home, America.

The rock and roll spirit. I learned a lot of that because I worked with Buddy Holly. I played bass with him, and he taught me a lot about that.

But Buddy was an upper. He was happy. He loved music, and he was really happy. I don't know... I don't believe in reincarnation at all, but if all that stuff is true, then he might have been on his last time around.

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.

Heroes put to the test, keeping a promise, doing their best.

Lately I've heard rumors that the eagle may be lame. Just because I've been idle, don't mean that I'm tame.