People Tell Me It's A Sin, To

I've Been Sitting Down Studying The Art Of Love. I Think It Will Fit Me Like A Glove.

There's Been Rumors Of War And Wars That Have Been The Meaning Of Life Has Been Lost In The Wind And Some People Thinkin' That The End Is Close By 'stead Of Learnin' To Live They Are Learnin' To Die

Feel Like A Broke-down Engine, Ain't Got No Drivin' Wheel. You All Been Down And Lonesome, You Know Just How A Poor Man Feels.

Now All The Criminals In Their Suits And Ties Are Free To Drink Martinis And Watch The Sunrise

My Best Songs Were Written Very Quickly. Just About As Much Time As It Takes To Write It Down Is About As Long As It Takes To Write It...in Writing Songs I've Learned As Much From Cezanne As I Have From Woody Guthrie...it's Not Me, It's The Songs. I'm Just The Postman, I Deliver The Songs...i Consider Myself A Poet First And A Musician Second. I Live Like A Poet And I'll Die Like A Poet.