My Music Had Roots Which I'd Dug

Many Times During Auditions, I Was Told That I Couldn't Carry A Note With A Bucket, And That I Sure Couldn't Play The Piano.

What I've Got To Live Up To, Is Being Myself. If I Do That, The Rest Will Take Care Of Itself.

I Was Born With Music Inside Me. That's The Only Explanation I Know Of

I Sing What I Sing True. Each Night I Sing It The Way I Feel That Night.

Affluence Separates People. Poverty Knits 'em Together. You Got Some Sugar And I Don't; I Borrow Some Of Yours. Next Month You Might Not Have Any Flour; Well, I'll Give You Some Of Mine.