A Cloudburst Doesn't Last All Day. .

My Life Belongs To Me, My Love Belongs To Those Who Can See It.

There Was This Big Skiffle Craze Happening For A While In England.... Everybody Was In A Skiffle Group..all You Needed Was An Acoustic Guitar, A Washboard With Thimbles For Percussion, And A Tea-chest- You Know, The Ones They Used To Ship Tea From India- And You Just Put A Broom Handle On It And A Bit Of String, And You Had A Bass..you Only Needed Two Chords; Jing-jinga-jing Jing-jinga-jing Jing-jinga-jing Jing-jinga-jing. And I Think That's Basically Where I've Always Been At. I'm Just A Skiffler, You Know. Now I Do Posh Skiffle, That's All It Is.

All Things Must Pass, All Things Must Pass Away.

Sometimes I Feel Like I’m Actually On The Wrong Planet. It’s Great When I’m In My Garden, But The Minute I Go Out The Gate I Think, ‘what The Hell Am I Doing Here?

Just Take The Music, The Goodness, Because It's The Very Best, And It's The Part I Give Most Willingly.