Now as through this world I ramble, I see lots of funny men, Some rob you with a six gun, And some with a fountain pen.

I like to write about wherever I happen to be.

Life has got a habit of not standing hitched. You got to ride it like you find it. You got to change with it. If a day goes by that don't change some of your old notions for new ones, that is just about like trying to milk a dead cow.

My eyes has been my camera taking pictures of the world and my songs has been my messages that I tried to scatter across the back sides and along the steps of the fire escapes and on the window sills and through the dark halls.

I hate a song that makes you think that you are not any good. I hate a song that makes you think that you are just born to lose. Bound to lose. No good to nobody. No good for nothing. Because you are too old or too young or too fat or too slim too ugly or too this or too that.

Any fool can make something complicated. It takes a genius to make it simple.

Life's pretty tough . . . you're lucky if you live through it.