Nobody's Perfect. The Only One That Ever

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

Sometimes They Work, And Sometimes They Just Won't. Sometimes You Get Hung Up On Them. When That Happens, You Just Throw It Back, And Maybe Come Back To It Two Or Three Weeks Later.

Growing Up In Eastern Kentucky Like I Did, I'm Used To Having A Few Guns Around To Protect Me.

When I First Came To Nashville, People Hardly Gave Country Music Any Respect. We Lived In Old Cars And Dirty Hotels, And We Ate When We Could.

You Have To Be Different, Great Or First.