The Night I Was Born, Lord I

Room Full Of Mirrors, That's More Of A Mental Disarrangement. This Says Something About Broken Glass Used To Be All In My Brain.

The Telecaster Has Two Sounds - A Good One And A Bad One.

Businessmen They Drink My Wine, Come And Taste My Herb.

My Nature Just Changes.

The One That Rambles For A Million Miles, Yes, I Walk Down This Road Searching For Your Love.