I Try To Write Conversationally; I Try

I Was Flying Back From Lubbock And I Saw Jesus On The Plane, Or Maybe It Was Elvis. You Know, They Kind Of Look The Same.

I Said, Baby, Do You Have No Shame? She Just Looked At Me, Uncomprehendingly, Like Cows At A Passing Train.

I Could Have Played More Complex Stuff. I Could Have Been A Busier Player. But That's Not What I Wanted To Do. I Played What I Wanted To Play.

Cause A Man With A Briefcase Can Steal More Money Than Any Man With A Gun.

I Don't Care What Anybody Says About Ringo. I Cut My Rock-n-roll Teeth Listening To Him.