All Of You Cowboys, Fight For Your

You Can't Write A Good Song About A Whorehouse Unless You've Been In One.

The World Is Filled With People Who Are No Longer Needed -- And Who Try To Make Slaves Of All Of Us -- And They Have Their Music And We Have Ours.

A Song Ain't Nothing But A Conversation Fixed Up To Where You Can Talk It Over And Over Without Getting Tired Of It.

Okemah Was One Of The Singingest, Square Dancingest, Drinkingest, Yellingest, Preachingest, Walkingest, Talkingest, Laughingest, Cryingest, Shootingest, Fist Fightingest, Bleedingest, Gamblingest, Gun, Club And Razor Carryingest Of Our Ranch Towns And Farm Towns, Because It Blossomed Out Into One Of Our First Oil Boom Towns.

I Ain't A Communist Necessarily, But I Been In The Red All My Life.