My Daddy Left Home When I Was

Everybody Was Wearing Rhinestones, All Those Sparkly Clothes, And Cowboy Boots. I Decided To Wear A Black Shirt And Pants And See If I Could Get By With It. I Did And I've Worn Black Clothes Ever Since.

I Developed A Pretty Unusual Style, I Think.

San Quentin, May You Rot And Burn In Hell. May Your Walls Fall And May I Live To Tell.

He Drank His First Strong Liquor Then To Calm His Shaking Hand, And Tried To Tell Himself At Last He Had Become A Man.

I've Always Explored Various Areas Of Society. And I Love The Young People. And I Had An Empathy For Prisoners And Did Concerts For Them Back When I Thought That It Would Make A Difference - You Know? - That They Really Were There To Be Rehabilitated.