I Didn't Know How Babies Were Made

I Wasn't For Vietnam. When I Told That To The Hippie Newspaper, All My People Got Nervous.

Sometimes It's Like You're A Big Pie Settin' On The Table, And Everybody Runs Up And Gets Their Piece Of You. When It's Over' The Plate's Empty.

I Don't Know What It's Like For A Book Writer Or A Doctor Or A Teacher As They Work To Get Established In Their Jobs, But For A Singer, You've Got To Continue To Grow Or Else You're Just Like Last Night's Cornbread...stale And Dry.

I Never Knew Where Babies Came From Until It Happened To Me.

I Avoid Going Through Places Where There's Too Much Poverty.