Maybellene, Why Can't You Be True?

This Is My 1963 Ford. It Was The Only Car I Could A-ford.

Up Come A Flat Top, He Was Movin' Up With Me.

Back In The Class Room, Open Your Books, Keep Up, The Teacher Don't Know How Mean She Looks.

Curiosity Provoked Me To Lay A Lot Of Our Country Stuff On Our Predominantly Black Audience And Some Of Our Black Audience Began Whispering "who Is That Black Hillbilly At The Cosmo?"

Everything I Wrote About Wasn't About Me, But About The People Listening.