Elvis Up In Michigan And Maybe Out

You Know, As A Writer, I'm More Of A Listener Than A Writer, Cuz If I Hear Something I Will Write It Down.

It's A Fine Line Between Saturday Night And Sunday Morning.

Go Fast Enough To Get There, But Slow Enough To See.

Be Good, And You Will Be Lonesome, Be Lonesome And You Will Be Free. Live A Lie And You Will Live To Regret It, That's What Living Is To Me.

Mother, Mother Ocean, I Have Heard You Call. Wanted To Sail Upon Your Waters, Since I Was Three Feet Tall. You've Seen It All, You've Seen It All. Watched The Men Who Rode You, Switch From Sails To Steam. In Your Belly, You Hold The Treasure That Few Have Ever Seen, Most Of Them Dreams, Most Of Them Dreams.