I Kept Talking To My Producers At

It's Hard For Thee To Kick Against The Pricks

I Sang Those Old Gospel Songs For My Mother, And She Said, Is That You? And I Said, Yes, Ma'am. And She Came Over And Put Her Arms Around Me And Said, God's Got His Hands On You.

When You Sing, You Pray Twice.

The Fire And Excitement May Be Gone Now That We Don't Go Out There And Sing Them Anymore, But The Ring Of Fire Still Burns Around You And I, Keeping Our Love Hotter Than A Pepper Sprout.

For You I Know I'd Even Try To Turn The Tide.