I Guess I Lost My Way, There

I'd Rather Make Music Than Tour.

The Two Hours Onstage Is Great. But I Can Only Play A Show And Then Take A Night Off. I Have To Sing For Two Hours, And Then I've Gotta Rest It For A Night. So It's The Other 46 Hours That Are Just Boring As Heck.

I Can Only Get My Drummer In The Winter; He Plays With Grand Funk All Summer.

It Was 22 Years Of Work In A Row, Right Up Until 1987. Twenty-two Years In A Row-either On Tour, Writing An Album, Or Recording An Album. It Wasn't Until 1987 That I Was Able To Take A Breath.

He Wants His Home And Security, He Wants To Live Like A Sailor At Sea.