I Worked There [on Pontiac] Three Weeks,

Could It Be The Girls And Boys Are Trying To Be Heard Above Your Noise?

I Took The Easy Way, And To An Extent I Regret That. Still, Though, The Way We Did It Was Honest. We Played It And Sang It The Way We Felt It, And There's A Lot To Be Said For That.

My Father Was A Cotton Farmer First And - But He Didn't Have Any Land Or What Land He Had, He Lost It In The Depression. So He Worked As A Woodman And Cut Pulpwood For The Paper Mills, Rode The Rails In Boxcars Going From One Harvest To Another To Try To Make A Little Money Picking Fruit Or Vegetables.

Life And Love Go On, Let The Music Play.

The Requests Started Coming In From Other Prisoners All Over The United States. And Then The Word Got Around. So I Always Wanted To Record That, You Know, To Record A Show Because Of The Reaction I Got. It Was Far And Above Anything I Had Ever Had In My Life, The Complete Explosion Of Noise And Reaction That They Gave Me With Every Song. So Then I Came Back The Next Year And Played The Prison Again, The New Year's Day Show, Came Back Again A Third Year And Did The Show.