The Reflection Of The World Is Blues,

Now If I Don't Meet You No More In This World, Then I'll, I'll Meet You In The Next One, And Don't Be Late, Don't Be Late, Cause I'm A Voodoo Chile.

I Want To Play Music That Draws A Picture Of The World And Its Space.

My Nature Just Changes.

The Smiling Portrait Of You Is Still Hanging On My Frowning Wall.

Looks Like My Baby Dont Live Here No More...thats Alright, Ive Still Got My Guitar..i Might As Well Go Back Over Yonder, Way Back Across The Hills, If My Baby Dont Love Me No More....i Know Her...sister Will