God Bless The Child That's

The Blues To Me Is Like Being Very Sad, Very Sick, Going To Church, Being Very Happy ... It's Sort Of A Mixed Up Thing. You Just Have To Feel It.

Sometimes It's Worse To Win A Fight Than To Lose.

So I Asked Him To Play "trav'lin' All Alone." That Came Closer Than Anything To The Way I Felt. And Some Part Of It Must Have Come Across. The Whole Joint Quieted Down. If Someone Had Dropped A Pin, It Would Have Sounded Like A Bomb. When I Finished, Everybody In The Joint Was Crying In Their Beer, And I Picked Thirty-eight Bucks Up Off The Floor. . . . When I Showed Mom The Money For The Rent And Told Her I Had A Regular Job Singing For Eighteen Dollars A Week, She Could Hardly Believe It.

A Kiss That Is Never Tasted, Is Forever And Ever Wasted.

They Think They Can Make Fuel From Horse Manure - Now, I Don't Know If Your Car Will Be Able To Get 30 Miles To The Gallon, But It's Sure Gonna Put A Stop To Siphoning.