When You're At The Top,

Why Reasonable People Go Stark Raving Mad When Anything Involving A Negro Comes Up, Is Something I Don't Pretend To Understand.

It's Quite A Thing, If You've Never Been In Or Known A Small Southern Town. The People Are Not Particularly Sophisticated, Naturally. They're Not Worldly Wise In Any Way. But They Tell You A Story Whenever They See You.

I Remember When My Daddy Gave Me That Gun. He Told Me That I Should Never Point It At Anything In The House; And That He'd Rather I'd Shoot At Tin Cans In The Backyard. But He Said That Sooner Or Later He Supposed The Temptation To Go After Birds Would Be Too Much, And That I Could Shoot All The Blue Jays I Wanted - If I Could Hit 'em; But To Remember It Was A Sin To Kill A Mockingbird.

I Didn't Know How You Were Going To Do It, But From Now On I'll Never Worry About What'll Become Of You, Son, You'll Always Have An Idea.

Before Jem Looks At Anyone Else He Looks At Me, And I’ve Tried To Live So I Can Look Squarely Back At Him.