I Count My Blessings Far More Than

Don't Get So Busy Making A Living That You Forget To Make A Life.

I Don't Know That I'm Beautiful Or Glamorous. I'm A Pretty Artificial Looking Person. I Sure Am Flattered When People Think I'm Beautiful, But I Think I'm Leaning Towards More Cartoonish Than Beautiful. But I'm Comfortable With Who I Am. And Since I Wasn't Born As A Natural Beauty, I Just Make The Most Of What I've Got.

You Can Bet There's Something Fishy Going On. I Guess Some Large Mouth Bass Left That Lipstick On Our Shirt.

You'll Pay The Highest Price On Back Roads And In Back Seats And In A Cheap Highway Motel. But What's A Few More Strangers In A Life Of Nothing Else.

We're Not All Perfect. People Always Say To Me: "oh You Seem Happy All The Time." But I'm Not Happy All The Time. I'm A Human Being. I'm Very Sensitive. I Hurt Like Anybody Else. But I Do Try My Best To Have A Good Attitude And I Set About Tryin' To Take Care Of Myself Knowing I'm Not Going To Be Exactly Right, So I Just Try To See What I Can Do To Improve Every Single Day.