Rock Is My Child And

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'.

Music Is Music And I Think Music People Are The Delivers, The Actors, When They Put Their Music Out They Want To Insert Their Character In It. So They Call It Such And Such So You Know How They Live So To Speak.

My Ding-a-ling, My Ding-a-ling, Won't You Play With My Ding-a-ling.

Actually I'm Writing As Best I Can, In Order To Keep The Momentum And The Career There, But I Want To Live.

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.