Inside every cowboy there's a lady who'd love to slip out.

I'm an old fashioned joint smoker ya know.

My sister played the piano. She’s two years older than me, and I always wanted to play something. So my grandmother got the guitar for me, and showed me a couple of chords to start off. And then I got me a book. Next thing you know, I was playing along with sister.

In the twilight glow I see her, blue eyes crying in the rain. As we kissed goodbye and parted, I knew we'd never meet again.

When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.

What goes around, comes around.

Gay or straight? So what? It doesn't matter to me. We have to be concerned about other people regardless.