Genealogists Live In The Past Lane.

I Just Hate To Be In One Corner. I Hate To Be Put As Only A Guitar Player, Or Either Only As A Songwriter, Or Only As A Tap Dancer. I Like To Move Around.

As You Well Know, You Just Can't Believe Everything You See And Hear, Can You?

A Broom Is Drearily Sweeping Up The Broken Pieces Of Yesterday's Life.

The Sweet Love Between The Moon And The Deep Blue Sea.

A Person Would Have To Change Himself In Order To Be A Living Example Of What He's Singing About.