I've Always Explored Various Areas Of Society.

My Daddy Left Home When I Was Three And He Didn't Leave Much To Ma And Me, Just This Old Guitar And An Empty Bottle Of Booze.

It's All Fleeting. As Fame Is Fleeting, So Are All The Trappings Of Fame Fleeting. The Money, The Clothes, The Furniture.

I Had A Song Called "folsom Prison Blues" That Was A Hit Just Before "i Walk The Line." And The People In Texas Heard About It At The State Prison And Got To Writing Me Letters Asking Me To Come Down There. So I Responded And Then The Warden Called Me And Asked If I Would Come Down And Do A Show For The Prisoners In Texas.

They're Powerful, Those Songs. At Times They've Been My Only Way Back, The Only Door Out Of The Dark, Bad Places The Black Dog Calls Home.

I Wear Black For Those Who Never Read Or Listen To The Words That Jesus Said, About The Road To Happiness, Through Love And Charity.