The Child Needs A Helping Hand Or

I Wiggle My Shoulders, I Shake My Legs, I Walk Up And Down The Stage, I Hop Around On One Foot. But I Never Bump And Grind. Why, That's Vulgar. I'd Never Do Anything Vulgar Before An Audience. My Mother Would Never Allow It.

The Child Needs A Helping Hand Or He'll Grow Up To Be An Angry Young Man Some Day.

We Do Two Shows A Night For Five Weeks. A Lotta Times We'll Go Upstairs And Sing Until Daylight - Gospel Songs. We Grew Up With It...it More Or Less Puts Your Mind At Ease. It Does Mine.

Where Could I Go But To The Lord?

Gospel Music Is The Purest Thing There Is On This Earth.