She Makes Love Just Like A Woman.

When You Asked Me How I Was Doing, Was That Some Kind Of Joke

I Think A Poet Is Anybody Who Wouldn't Call Himself A Poet.

Jewels And Binoculars Hang From The Head Of The Mule.

My Songs Always Sound A Lot Better In Person Than They Do On The Record.

Come Senators, Congressmen, Please Heed The Call, Don't Stand In The Doorway, Don't Block Up The Hall, For He That Gets Hurt, Will Be He Who Has Stalled, The Battle Outside Ragin', Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls, For The Times They Are A-changin'...