Nothing Can Affect My Voice, It's So

How Can The Life Of Such A Man Be In The Palm Of Some Fools Hand?

You I Am Sure Will Forgive Me For Sincerely Remarking That You Might Curb Your Magnanimity And Be More Of An Artist, And 'load Every Rift' Of Your Subject With Ore.

I'm Just Glad To Be Feeling Better. I Really Thought I'd Be Seeing Elvis Soon.

I Don't Know If I Call Myself A Poet Or Not. I Would Like To, But I'm Not Really Qualified To Make That Decision, Because I Come In On Such A Back Door, That I Don't Know What A Robert Frost Or A [john] Keats Or A T.s. Eliot Would Really Think Of My Stuff.

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