The More I Learn, The More Excited

I Kept Talking To My Producers At Columbia About Recording One Of Those [prison] Shows. So We Went Into Folsom On February 11, 1968, And Recorded A Show Live.

Creative People Have To Be Fed From The Divine Source. I Have To Get Fed. I Had To Get Filled Up In Order To Pour Out.

God's The Final Judge For Elvis Presley And Johnny Cash Too. That's Solely In The Hands Of God.

I Knew That When I Left There At The Age Of 18, I Wouldn't Be Back. And It Was Common Knowledge Among All The People There That When You Graduate From High School Here, You Go To College Or Go Get A Job Or Something And Do It On Your Own.

Why Me, Lord? What Have I Ever Done To Deserve Even One Of The Blessings I've Known? Why Me, Lord? What Did I Ever Do That Was Worth Love From You And The Kindness You've Shown? Lord, Help Me, Jesus, I've Wasted It So. Help Me, Jesus. I Know What I Am. Now That I Know That I've Needed You So, Help Me, Jesus. My Soul's In Your Hand.