When You're Young And Fall

People Are Always Asking Me Why They Don't Make Westerns Like They Used To.

Christmas Is Telling Time-wondering Time. Wonder Enough About It, And You'll Know, And You'll Tell About It.

Until We Meet Again, May The Good Lord Take A Liking To You.

I Was Raised On A Little Farm About 12 Miles Out Of Portsmouth, Ohio.

If There Were No Valleys Of Sadness And Death, We Could Never Really Appreciate The Sunshine Of Happiness On The Mountain Top.