Don't Take Voice Lessons. Do It Your

When My Wife Died, I Booked Myself Into The Studio Just To Work, To Occupy Myself.

He Went Up To Heaven, Located His Dog. Not Only That, But He Rejoined His Arm.

I Walk The Line Was My Third Record.

After About Three Lessons [my] Voice Teacher Said, "don't Take Voice Lessons. Do It Your Way. You're A Song Stylist. Always Do It Your Way."

I'm Not Bitter. Why Should I Be Bitter? I'm Thrilled To Death With Life.