God Bless Them Pretty Women, I Wish

When You Cease To Exist, Then Who Will You Blame?

A Song Is Like A Dream, And You Try To Make It Come True. They're Like Strange Countries That You Have To Enter.

I Could Stay With You Forever And Never Realize The Time.

In This Age Of Fiberglass, I'm Searching For A Gem.

One Night Around That Time, At Hammersmith, Bob Dylan Was About To Go Into [his 1963 Classic] 'don't Think Twice, It's Alright.he Said, 'hey, Bucky! Play Mandolin On This.' I Am Not Really A Mandolin Player; I Could Only Play In Certain Keys. Halfway Through, He Stops The Band, Turns To The Audience And Points To Me. He Says: 'he Isn't Playing, He's Miming.' And Then: 'should I Fire Him?' The Whole Audience Yells.