You Couldn't Beg, Borrow, Or

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

When My Time Comes, Just Skin Me And Put Me Up There On Trigger, Just As Though Nothing Had Ever Changed.

What's A Butterfly Garden Without Butterflies?

You Couldn't Beg, Borrow, Or Steal A Job In 1931, 1932... It Was Really Tough.

Today They're Making Pictures That I Wouldn't Want Trigger To See.