Don't Take Voice Lessons. Do It Your

I Took The Easy Way, And To An Extent I Regret That. Still, Though, The Way We Did It Was Honest. We Played It And Sang It The Way We Felt It, And There's A Lot To Be Said For That.

The Hardest Thing For Me In Vietnam Wasn't Seeing The Wounded And Dead. It Was Watching The Big Transport Jets Come In, Bringing Loads Of Fresh New Boys For The War.

When I Record Somebody Else's Song, I Have To Make It My Own Or It Doesn't Feel Right. I'll Say To Myself, I Wrote This And He Doesn't Know It!

Inside The Walls Of A Prison My Body May Be, But My Lord Has Set My Soul Free.

It's All Fleeting. As Fame Is Fleeting, So Are All The Trappings Of Fame Fleeting. The Money, The Clothes, The Furniture.