Done So Many Evil Things In The

My Songs Are Personal Music, They're Not Communal. I Wouldn't Want People Singing Along With Me. It Would Sound Funny. I'm Not Playing Campfire Meetings. I Don't Remember Anyone Singing Along With Elvis, Carl Perkins Or Little Richard.

I March In The Parade Of Liberty But As Long As I Love You I’m Not Free How Long Must I Suffer Such Abuse Won’t You Let Me See You Smile One Time Before I Turn You Loose?

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.

I Never Saw Myself As A Folk Singer.

You Never Turned Around To See The Frowns On The Jugglers And The Clowns When They All Did Tricks For You.