Don't Be In Such A Hurry.

Don't Threaten Me With Love, Baby. Let's Just Go Walking In The Rain.

Lust May Be In The Heart, Though It Be Not Seen By Others; As Guests May Be In The House, Though They Look Not Out At The Windows.

Mom And Pop Were Just A Couple Of Kids When They Got Married. He Was Eighteen, She Was Sixteen And I Was Three.

So I Asked Him To Play "trav'lin' All Alone." That Came Closer Than Anything To The Way I Felt. And Some Part Of It Must Have Come Across. The Whole Joint Quieted Down. If Someone Had Dropped A Pin, It Would Have Sounded Like A Bomb. When I Finished, Everybody In The Joint Was Crying In Their Beer, And I Picked Thirty-eight Bucks Up Off The Floor. . . . When I Showed Mom The Money For The Rent And Told Her I Had A Regular Job Singing For Eighteen Dollars A Week, She Could Hardly Believe It.

Dope Never Helped Anybody Sing Better Or Play Music Better Or Do Anything Better. All Dope Can Do For You Is Kill You - And Kill You The Long, Slow, Hard Way.