It's Nine O'clock On A Saturday, The

I Work With Musicians Whose Opinions I Respect And If They Don't Like Something They Don't Hold Back. They'll Say, 'that Really Sucks' And 'you've Lost It' And 'you're No Good Anymore.' And I Crawl Away With My Tail Between My Legs And I Fear That Kind Of Ridicule, But I Want Them To Like The Music I'm Bringing To Them.

Ain't No Rainbows Shining On Me, Shades Of Gray Are The Colors I See.

Every Time I've Held A Rose, It Seems I Only Felt The Thorns

'our Parents' Generation Had It A Lot Tougher Than We Did. They Had To Live Through The Depression, World War Ii, And Then They Had To, You Know, Try To Pick Up The Pieces Of Their Lives And Bring Up Their Children. And, It Was A Great Example For Us. I Guess We Grew Up With A Certain Amount Of The Ethics Our Parents Had, Which Is, You Know: Work Hard, Make Your Own Way, Be Independent.

I Tell The Audience Every Night, "i Hope You Didn't Pay More Than Face Value On That Ticket, Because We Ain't Worth More Than That, And You Ain't Gonna Get Any More Than That."