I Can't Write About Your

I'm Comfortable In My Miseries. I Have No Choice.

I Have My Songs Ready In My Head, Gather The Guys, Play It And Then Let Them Go With It. [the Music] Finds Its Way, We Do What The Music Says To Do......the Song Is The Producer.

Now I Can Make A Thousand Dollars A Night At A Club.

I Don't Like Modern Country Music. It's Not What I'm Into, Is All. I'm Old-school.

I Like Rules That Are Broken.