The People In My Songs Are All

Every Day Your Memory Grows Dimmer - It Doesn't Haunt Me Like It Did Before.

I'm Gonna Spare The Defeated. I'm Gonna Tame The Proud.

When Blackness Was A Virtue And The Road Was Full Of Mud, I Came In From The Wilderness, A Creature Void Of Form.

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down Before Your Can Call Him A Man? . . . The Answer, My Friend, Is Blowin' In The Wind, The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.

I Love Country Music But What Happened To It?