The Fog Of Illusion, The Fog Of

I've Got Love In My Life, As Well As Trouble And Strife.

You Have To Understand A Bit About The Poetry Of The Blues To Know Where The References Are Coming From.

You Take Stuff From Different Places, And Sometimes You Stick A Line In Because It Rhymes, Not Because It Makes Sense.

I'm Not A Rock Singer And I Don't Want To Be A Rock Singer. I'm Not Interested. It Doesn't Seem To Get Across.

Way Over On The Railroad, Tomorrow All The Tipping Trucks Will Unload Together, Every Scrapbook Stuck With Glue, And I'll Stand Beside You, Beside You, Child.