My Golf Is Woeful, But I Will

When I'm Worried And I Can't Sleep, I Count My Blessings Instead Of Sheep. And I Fall Asleep ... Counting My Blessings.

That Was A Great Game Of Golf, Fellers.

He Never Contributed A Damn Thing To Music. (on Elvis Presley)

I Don`t Sing Anywhere As Good As I Used To, And I Feel Sincerely That It`s Getting Worse.

I'll Be Home For Christmas. You Can Count On Me.