So I Cut Off My Hair And

I Have Tried My Hand At Bribery, Blackmail, And Deceit. And I've Served Time For Everything, Cept Beggin On The Street.

I've Never Written A Political Song. Songs Can't Save The World. I've Gone Through All That.

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

Take Care Of All Your Memories. For You Cannot Relive Them.

I Play These [folk Acoustic] Concerts And I Ask Myself, 'would You Come See Me Tonight?' - And I'd Have To Answer Truthfully, 'no, I Wouldn't Come. I'd Rather Be Doin' Something Else, Really I Would. That Something Else Is Rock... The Words Are Pictures, And The Rock's Gonna Help Me Flesh Out The Colors Of The Pictures. (1965)