In Nearly All Ballads, The Words Set

In Nearly All Ballads, The Words Set The Mood And Meaning, While The Music Intensifies Or Enhances Them.

My Singing Is Part Of Me, Like My Stoutness, Or My Light Hair, Or My Poor Eyesight.

I Vowed That Whenever My Family Needed Me, I Would Give Up Everything To Go To Them, No Matter What. The Show Must Go On Was Meaningless To Me.

And When All Is Said And Done, There Is No Greater Success In The World Than Just Being Happy.

I Must Work Hard To Make My Singing Above Reproach; There Must Be No Faults Which Hard Work Would Take Care Of.