I Think I See Her,

I Grew Up Thinking Art Was Pictures Until I Got Into Music And Found I Was An Artist And Didn't Paint.

The Gateway To Freedom...was Somewhere Close To New Orleans Where Most Africans Were Sorted Through And Sold. I Had Driven Through New Orleans On Tour And I'd Been Told My Great Grandfather Had Lived Way Back Up In The Woods Among The Evergreens In A Log Cabin. I Revived The Era With A Song About A Coloured Boy Named Johnny B. Goode. My First Thought Was To Make His Life Follow As My Own Had Come Along, But I Thought It Would Seem Biased To White Fans To Say 'coloured Boy' And Changed It To 'country Boy'.

Back In The Class Room, Open Your Books, Keep Up, The Teacher Don't Know How Mean She Looks.

A Contract Is An Ask Game, And If It Asks For An Hour, And I Submit To An Hour, Then It's An Hour. When I Look At A Contract, I Look At The Obligation - Where, When, How Long, The Compensation. If I Agree To It, That's The Way It Is. I Have An Obligation. They Have An Obligation.

I Would Sing The Blues If I Had The Blues.