Oh Lord, It's Hard To Be Humble

There Was A Chance For Me To Write One Song For The Section Where Elvis Sat In His Black Leather Outfit And Sang The Old Hits. At Eight Oclock The Next Morning I Had Written Memories.

I'm Sure That Elvis Was Happy For Me. I Think He Was The Kind Of Guy That Enjoyed Other People's Success, Especially If He Had Something To Do With It.

First Time I Saw Elvis Was At The Lubbock County Fairgrounds In Lubbock, Texas. He Was On The Back End Of A Truck. There Was About 1500 Screaming Kids.

In The Ghetto, I'd Been Trying To Write For Years.

Baby, Baby, Don't Get Hooked On Me, Cause I'll Just Use You Then I'll Set You Free.