I'm Not A Folk-singer. I Just Sing

You’re A Cow Give Me Some Milk Or Else Go Home

Well, My Daddy, He Didn't Leave Me Much, You Know He Was A Very Simple Man, But What He Did Tell Me Was This, He Did Say, Son, He Said, He Say, You Know It's Possible To Become So Defiled In This World That Your Own Father And Mother Will Abandon You And If That Happens, God Will Always Believe In Your Ability To Mend Your Ways.

You Just Don't Wake Up One Day And Decide That You Need To Write Songs.

My Love Is Like Some Raven At My Window With A Broken Wing.

When Somethin's Not Right It's Wrong.