The Blues Are Three L's - Living

My Mother Was A Very Beautiful Lady, I Thought. She Was Very Good To Me. I Guess - She Died When I Was Nine And A Half, But If She Had Lived I Probably Wouldn't Be Trying To Play Guitar. She Wanted Me To Be Known, But As Something Else. Not A Guitar Player.

And As Long As People Have Problems, The Blues Can Never Die.

If It Wasn't For The British Musicians, A Lot Of Us Black Musicians In America Would Still Be Catchin' The Hell That We Caught Long Before. So Thanks To Them, Thanks To All You Guys. You Opened Doors That I Don't Think Would Have Been Opened In My Lifetime. When White America Started Paying Attention To The Blues - It Started Opening A Lot Of Doors That Had Been Closed To Us.

It Seems Like I Always Had To Work Harder Than Other People. Those Nights When Everybody Else Is Asleep, And You Sit In Your Room Trying To Play Scales.

I Don't Have A Favorite Song That I've Written. But I Do Have A Favorite Song: 'always On My Mind,' The Willie Nelson Version. If I Could Sing It Like He Do, I Would Sing It Every Night. I Like The Story It Tells.