Love Is A Burning Thing And It

Sam Phillips Asked Me To Go Write A Love Song, Or Maybe A Bitter Weeper. So I Wrote A Song Called, "cry Cry Cry," Went Back In And Recorded That For The Other Side Of The Record.

Sam Phillips Always Encouraged Me To Do It My Way, To Use Whatever Other Influences I Wanted, But Never To Copy...if There Hadn't Been A Sam Phillips, I Might Still Be Working In A Cotton Field.

Jesus Will Not Fail Me, I Shall Not Be Moved.

I Wore Black Because I Liked It. I Still Do, And Wearing It Still Means Something To Me. It's Still My Symbol Of Rebellion -- Against A Stagnant Status Quo, Against Our Hypocritical Houses Of God, Against People Whose Minds Are Closed To Others' Ideas.

The Hardest Thing For Me In Vietnam Wasn't Seeing The Wounded And Dead. It Was Watching The Big Transport Jets Come In, Bringing Loads Of Fresh New Boys For The War.