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Every Time I Read The Paper Those Old Feelings Come On.we Are Waist Deep In The Big Muddy And The Big Fool Says To Push On.

Rulers Should Be Careful About What Songs Are Allowed To Be Sung.

I Decline To Discuss, Under Compulsion, Where I Have Sung, And Who Has Sung My Songs, And Who Else Has Sung With Me, And The People I Have Known.

I Still Call Myself A Communist, Because Communism Is No More What Russia Made Of It Than Christianity Is What The Churches Make Of It.

There Is A Big, Beautiful World That Could Be Destroyed By Selfishness And Foolishness. We Musicians Have It Without Power To Save It. In A Small Way, Every Single One Of Us Counts.