I'm Not A Folk-singer. I Just Sing

Hold It, Doc, A World War Passed Through My Brain. He Said, Nurse, Get Your Pad, This Boy's Insane.

There Are A Lot Of Places I Like, But I Like New Orleans Better.

Aretha With No Goals, Eternally Single & One Step Soft Of Heaven/ Let It Be Understood That She Owns This Melody Along With Her Emotional Diplomats & Her Earth & Her Musical Secrets

[bob Dylan] Was Rarely Tender And Seldom Reached Out To Anticipate Another's Needs.

With Great Lawyers You Have Discussed Lepers And Crooks, You've Been Through All Of F. Scott Fitzgerald's Books.