On Saturdays I Worked All

I'd Like To Do My First Record I Ever Made, A Church, A Courtroom, And Then Goodbye.

I Think I've Found Out Who I Am And What We've Been Looking For. We Don't Have To Search For My Identity Anymore. This Is It-we're Doing It!

I Suppose I Could Have Sat Back And Pitied Myself. For A Time I Wondered If I'd Ever Be Able To Go On To A Stage And Perform Again. After A Couple Of Weeks I Began To Feel I Could Fight My Way Back To Health If I Put My Mind To It. I Thought To Myself: 'pity Never Did Anybody Any Good. Go On. Patsy, Show 'em What You Can Do'

A Lot Of People Say You've Got All The Loving In The World When You Walk Out On Stage. But Hell, That Applause Don't Help You Any When You're Lying In That Bed At Night Being Totally Ignored

Find One Person In The Audience And Sing To Them With All Of Your Heart. And Then Cast A Spell Over Them. Hoss, If You Can't Do It With Feeling - Don't.