Every Day Your Memory Grows

Once You Think You Know The Song, Then You Have Go And See How Other People Have Done It.

The Worth Of Things Can't Be Measured By What They Cost But By What The Cost You To Get It, That If Anything Costs You Your Faith Or Your Family, Then The Price Is Too High, And That There Are Some Things That Will Never Wear Out.

Up North, You Could Find These Radio Stations With No Name On The Dials That Played Pre-rock 'n' Roll Things - Country Blues. We Would Hear Slim Harpo Or Lightnin' Slim And Gospel Groups, The Dixie Hummingbirds, The Five Blind Boys Of Alabama. I Was So Far North, I Didn't Even Know Where Alabama Was.

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.

Opportunities May Come Along For You To Convert Something -something That Exists Into Something That Didn't Yet. That Might Be The Beginning Of It. Sometimes You Just Want To Do Things Your Way, Want To See For Yourself What Lies Behind The Misty Curtain. It's Not Like You See Songs Approaching And Invite Them In. It's Not That Easy. You Want To Write Songs That Are Bigger Than Life. You Want To Say Something About Strange Things That Have Happened To You, Strange Things You Have Seen. You Have To Know And Understand Something And Then Go Past The Vernacular.