Gospel Music Is So Ingrained Into My

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

San Quentin, May You Rot And Burn In Hell. May Your Walls Fall And May I Live To Tell.

Gospel Music Was The Thing That Inspired Me As A Child Growing Up On A Cotton Farm, Where Work Was Drudgery And It Was So Hard That When I Was In The Field I Sang All The Time. Usually Gospel Songs Because They Lifted Me Up Above That Black Dirt.

As Sure As God Made Black And White, What's Done In The Dark Will Be Brought To The Light.

I Developed A Pretty Unusual Style, I Think.