I Got To Be Constantly Reassured That

I Suppose I Could Have Sat Back And Pitied Myself. For A Time I Wondered If I'd Ever Be Able To Go On To A Stage And Perform Again. After A Couple Of Weeks I Began To Feel I Could Fight My Way Back To Health If I Put My Mind To It. I Thought To Myself: 'pity Never Did Anybody Any Good. Go On. Patsy, Show 'em What You Can Do'

Carnegie Hall Was Real Fabulous, But You Know, It Ain't As Big As The Grand Ole Opry.

I Could Spit Dust I'm So Mad. He Wants To Put Violins On My New Session. I'll Die Before I'll Go All The Way Pop.

The One Thing I Wanted To Do More Than Anything Else Was Sing Country Music.

I Would Never Have Gone Anywhere If It Hadn't Been For Mother's Faith And Support.